Mechanical Earth

I’ve seen spires circle ever higher, Pierce the sweet air, And pin drifting clouds amid amaranth and azure skies. I wonder at the expanses we build: How tall will that building grow? Where will this suburb flood to? I’ve seen clandestine paintbrushes travel linearly, With a resounding drone, And decorate every sky with etchings that soon fade from sight. I watch from the edges of the world As natural and manufactured forces collide. I take note, compare and contrast, and I wonder: Is our industrialization its own force of nature?