If I Could Fly

(collaboration of The Utopian Society)


If I could fly with the birds
I'd fly to Egypt and see the pyramids
and maybe unravel a mummy or two
Or I'd fly toward the sun
just to look back
and witness the twisting,
turning tango of the earth

I'd leave the planet's orbit
and imagine I was a comet,
spitting dust particles into a fading trail
of burning ice that trickled across the universe.

And while I float the
Earth and moon, two in one,
Rush on
With the bright planets
In a ring
Around the sun.
And as they rush
And swing
And turn
The gases of the sun
Swirl
And burn.

Tangled in motion
Celestial star dust
Reigns down
Forming
Pools
Incarnating
The new
Smiling
Puddles
Dazzle
Spectator
Rocket ships
Monkey astronauts
Unaware

i fall back home, on purpose.
Back to the pulse of a soft and caring giant
who's surface makes songs not composed of sound.
it breathes greenness and looks at me with blue eyes.

Eyes of wonder eyes so pure
They amaze in ways so encompassing
It's Cocooning
Home become we
Stares so soothing
Completing
Causing
Me to
Wonder
Why
I
Wandered

Away from all Connected you
Elegant and graceful
Time forgotten
The shadow of a smile remains
The sun trying to take another peek
Gazing through the windows of my soul
As I take another look
Deep into those gorgeous blue eyes

My window glasses sparkle
as stars of the night twinkle and mingle
their surfaces with a soft luminescence
that makes me think of far away places
and of metaphorical words
found in books I've yet to read.

Minescapes fancying
Liquid sky dashing
Night high romancing
Forms dancing
Interplay
Galactic
Size
Dreams
Weave
In my head
Those eyes never
Leaving me
They
Saturate
My
Canvas
Tainting
Masks worn
Rectifying
All
Wrong

The music of cataclysmic beauty
flows like river currents through my mind
and fills my sterling cup with melodious wit
and unabashed remembrance.
My mind is projected high,
and lifting off the earth,
lost, in blue astral sounds.

But This sweet melody, I can’t hear it
Can’t feel it play
Such a sweet melody,
a mournful tune is all it plays now
Soft notes, gently lyrics, silent emotions
This melody, I know has died

But the bass and rhythm, and beats
carry us on, carry us through,
to see another day,
though we may not be as we were before,
Before this cataclysmic event
...changed life as we know it
Good, or Bad, Change happens,
and we must accept this,
No going back now,
All was changed in that irreversible moment
The Earth beats out a rhythm,
The heartbeat of the world,
And we dance to this beat
And this beating is the beating
of our own
hearts

With a silent rebirth,
new life gushes from listless energy
that was robbed of its vitality and is again laid bare.
Amorphous ghostly instruments litter the sky
and rain down accordion clouded visages
and playful beats that resurrect happiness.


There is a Greater Cycle,
Set to work itself out in the Cosmos,
And our Circle of Life is but a part of that Cosmos
All of existence imploding and expanding
in a single moment, with a strand of free will
stacked against the staggering odds of
Fate and Destiny
The Sisters Three, and their Mother
Weave the spider webs
that trap our very existence.
We have been this way before
Flown far and away a million times over
To find you here and now
I hear you breathing,
I feel the beating
of your
heart