Crossed

I’ve been thinking about how people place importance on events and physical objects. I’m interested in the way we hold on to whether we are right or wrong and how an object can take on personal or cultural meaning. And, in general, what do individuals find important.

Starting with objects that people place importance on, I played with the word cross. In this poem, I juxtapose the easily accessible and cultural meaningful cross walk, with the more regulated, spiritually guided Christian cross, each serving as unique guides to get us to our destination.

Here’s a draft of that idea:
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Marked crosswalks
Narrowly focused routes
Dangling crosses
A reminder to stay on task

Symbols and signs
Preventing harm
Making sense of the current situation
In physical and spiritual ways

Neither is very deep
Until we submit to their power