Adonai

The unconsciousness of man is the consciousness of God. - Thoreau

i call out your name

in a bountiful famine

screaming tears of shame

Author's Note

"I respect not his labors, his farm where everything has its price, who would carry the landscape, who would carry his God, to market, if he could get anything for him; who goes to market for his god as it is; on whose farm nothing grows free, whose fields bear no crops, whose meadows no flowers, whose trees no fruits, but dollars." - Thoreau