The energy of a universe
the world in my eyes…
energy flowing through us all
(the colors of the steady wind)
we are creatures, the millions of us…
science, spirit, the third eye of life.
I am my being, in the middle of a green meadow
the trees around me are all people in their lives
if I don’t blink…if I just wait, breathe
I can see all of their energy (their life paths)
they are like streams, wind, electricity
the beautiful people, their beautiful lives
their terrible tragedies
draw out these tears from my eyes
we are a melancholy bunch.
Floating in the middle of the universe
a great responsibility falls upon my shoulders
I can see so much pain, and I can find so much love
was I ever my own god, or did he come to me in the passing afternoon?
I’ve forgotten now.
A ray of sun falls upon two living creatures in war
under the great life’s light, their energy exchange…
like a globe, illuminated eternally
a closed system, a circle of life
one is the ocean,
the other is the gravitational pull of the moon
They are counter and balance…as are all things
(and all of this I can see).
What to do with it all?
The knowledge, the peace, this savored breath
to love is one thing…
to live out my life in the balance and shade of my internal happiness
is it true, that all energy must, eventually, be lost?
To meditate on this more…to constantly write, more
to…simply dance, and be lost in the beauty
of my own life’s energy.
I’ll wait it all out,
seek it out, even, the adventure of it all
on my death bed, 100 years from now,
surrounded completely by my world’s love,
life itself will come to me, in a dream.