A Vision of Change

early evening of fall just barely
chilly night holds all that will
ever be held in place for me again
as i am splattered across the milky way i
want to sparkle like the star i traveled
here from, want to light up the night sky
with my splendid demise a small big bang a collision
of stars their substance unknown, form ever changed

at the Asian restaurant my fortune speaks
of new opportunities endings and beginnings
holding hands in their walk across the Universe
these two seeming opposites entwined in my
fragile body, or am i really a body of light
chasing again the forever donkey's carrot where
i still seek a better world a loving habitat 
stepping outside the convention where the
speaches have been the same since they were invented
traditon as boring as the old man who sits in front
of his television, his only vision as blind as 
his cultural teaching that told him he was useless

for no known reason before he opens his old scripture 
the page falls open to words so astonishing he reads on
your old men will dream dreams he remembers
something about Spirit, turns off the broken TV
and goes to sleep awaking in his dream he is surrounded
by dancing crowds dreaming his dream it's like
a vision one he had fifty years ago when his kids
were young In the morning he carries his coffee outside
looks up for the first time in years his neck stiff
and cranky and then just as the sun comes into full
view he begins to dance.

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4 thoughts on “A Vision of Change

  1. Wow! I love this one! Beautiful. all that will ever be held in place for me again these two seeming opposites entwined in my fragile body, or am i really just as the sun comes into full view he begins to dance. John 671-5342

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    • Thanks John. Your specifics sing to me and remind me that there are many beautiful souls who people my past and even my present. Maybe we can have coffee or something once we get back to Maine, that is if you are still there.

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  2. What a journey we are all on. You speak of it more directly than many as you navigate your inner landscape and outer world and still dance naked in the sun. Thanks Jude.

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    • Thanks, Ann. I can’t tell you how many times I take your Artists gift and breathe in the words of it. Compassion will Make you Beautiful. It just reminds me so much of you. Your beautiful photo had me dreaming.

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