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Timelessness recalls
No hurry to be anywhere
No worries to fraught
Just sunshine glows in a cloudless sky
A warm breeze pushes the butterfly a float and wasp that hovers about
Birds whistle and chirp, singing their tunes upon high
Boys and girls walk careless, tossing a ball, riding a bike, chasing after the wind
Giggles and chatter drift and echo
Dissipating into the distance
And I,
But a memory
Lying on a bed of grass
Staring up at the sky so blue
Floating on thoughts of wonder
What is this place we call earth?
Is it the body of a giant?
Vibrating with life
Grass her skin, gullies and crevices battle scars from long ago
Water, her bodily humor that purifies and sustains
And what of the light of day? or for that matter, darkness of night?
Are we covered by a dome-like lid with holes? That lets in the air and just enough light twinkling
Are we just temporary ants crawling about, building our homes, our lives upon this giant host? At her mercy whether the swipe of her hand crushes us beneath
Or, are we just a tiny speck in a colossal, nested matrix?
Like the atoms in a cell,
the cells in an embryo,
forever dividing into infinity
Heaven must be the highest level, wherever that may be. Or maybe the smallest.
A mosquito rests upon my arm
Its needle stings
A reflex response, and my hand
cracks down upon the spot
Swirling air clips the midge, pushing it wobbly airborne
Does it even know how close to death it came?
Maybe that's how the earth-giant reacts to us at times,
Maybe, but I don't know
I just know this moment:
The warmth on my face of a cloudless sky and the vernal music that fills my ears. And the perennial sigh that escapes my lips.
~ C.M. Crowley
Published by C. M. Crowley
