Let’s remake the world with words.
Not frivolously, nor
To hide from what we fear,
But with a purpose.

                                  Let’s,
As Wordsworth said, remove
“The dust of custom” so things
Shine again, each object arrayed
In its robe of original light.

And then we’ll see the world
As if for the first time,
As once we gazed at the beloved
Who was gazing at us.