Won't Meet Most Of You In A Lifetime
Won't meet most of you in a lifetime
and know there are six billion of us
and more coming all the time, each trying
to interpret the sign of their own star,
you know, the one that nobody else can see
but for a few rays of light breaking
through the clouds here and there,
that says, this is the way to shine,
this is the way to shine, and that includes
black holes everywhere as well.
Whether you can see through it or not
as a plagiarism of water and sand
every mirage has its own meaning,
every star belongs to a different zodiac,
each with their own totems, mandalas,
and shapeshifting constellations, each
their own houses of worship and disrepute,
we're all wearing on our foreheads
written in between the lines of fate
like a sidereal bandanna, each
a meme of one we're hoping will allow
someone to recognize us in isolation
like a prison tat that says we've paid our dues
for the last thousand lifetimes without parole
and have a right to be here as well as anyone
because we've done our time standing up
just to be alive, whether you're running from it
or not. Everyone's got a different approach
to their own departure, and though
there is no gate they must go through,
there's a garden they must spend
some time in for awhile, telling
the flowers what the roots of our names mean
each as unique as a snowflake
on a petal or an eyelid or a furnace.
Each a theme of their own picture-music,
our lives are not sub-plots of the main narrative.
There's a whole symphony in the tintinnabula,
like a dropp of water reflecting the entire universe
just the same as there is in the first violins.
And everyone brings their own instrument to the jam
whether it be the wind in the silver Russian olives,
a tuba, a burning guitar, or the fossil of the lyre
that used to sing the dead up from hell
to a day of show and tell, and it doesn't matter
what kind of music you make, whether
its the choral riot of your favourite nocturnal animals in a zoo,
or the distant plectra of a hidden nightcreek
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poem by Patrick White
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