All energy, to the engineer,
or the soul, is the same.
Today’s illumination might have come,
way back, from either love or pain—
no whiff, when the light flicked on,
of coal or falling water or uranium.
All energy, to the engineer,
or the soul, is the same.
Today’s illumination might have come,
way back, from either love or pain—
no whiff, when the light flicked on,
of coal or falling water or uranium.