Urban Public Art: a manifesto

if i could whisper softly into the absolute,
after saying thanks,
i might make a wish.
tonight i would wish for understanding.
i would wish that these scripts,
sometimes held in disdain,
were understood as coming from a place of purity,
and by way of an ancient disposition.
we have been scrawling these mysteries on our walls
since before there were walls.
i would wish that these expressions
were considered fundamental and innate:
as if having emerged from our very humanity.
we have a need as human beings
to surround ourselves with the
beauty of our own imaginings manifest.
we are dreaming outloud.