“You were always waiting for this moment to arise…”

Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
“You were always waiting for this moment to arise…”

We must know
What our forbearers knew,
We have forgotten,
But are not lost
It will be scary
Hard,
New,
Different
We must learn
Before our opportunity is missed;
Do not waste
Your spot
Do not waste your
immortality
We avoid the light
For fear
It is the end.
All night with the owl,
Or calling early morning with the crow,
Midday butterflies at play,
Caterpillar on journey,
Seagull in a strange land,
Dragonfly showing opal wings,
Or my familiar dog
And coy cute cat friends,
At the zoo
-From exhibit to exhibit;
At the store
-A smile from a friend I’ve yet to meet;
Alone on the beach
-With the ocean and breeze;
Or the middle of the night…
And oh yes! –Solitary moth,
I remember you!
(I never forgot),
No,
I have never,
Even “in my darkest hour”,
Ever
Been
“alone.”

Your voice
Is everything I need
To remember
You’re everything I needed–