Would You Notice?

Would You Notice?


Sometimes I look up at the night sky
and I wonder what may be going on up there.
I wonder if somewhere up there someone or some thing
may be looking at their night sky pondering the same things.
A meteor streaks by as if to say that maybe it is so.
Sometimes I look at those far away mountains
and think that maybe I should go their way.
Get away or go away,
somewhere where I might be useful somehow
if I can be useful somehow.
I suppose I am like that last bit of sunshine
shining down on you as if I am giving you a hug
or I am that fading, whispering wind softly blowing
in your ear, trying to say something before I tucker out
if you can even hear me.
Would you notice?
Or perhaps the moonlight coming through your window
illuminates me just right to where you can see me
and I can see you for that briefest moment where we can connect.
I reflect sometimes and on what I am supposed to do
to make a difference.
To matter.
I suppose we all do.
My road.
My journey.
This is not what I saw ahead or what I wanted.
Now I do not know what to do except to keep on going,
keep following this dusty, overgrown trail doing the best I can,
trying to get to where I am going or where I am needing to be.
What I do not like is being useless or at least feeling useless
and seeming to rub people the wrong way at some point or another.
Now there is a rainbow over that mountain and it is full and beautiful.
Coyotes bark and howl somewhere far away but still close enough to hear their song
and maybe that is kind of what I am in a sense,
some song being sung or perhaps that song that just pops into your mind from
out of the blue.

Would you notice?

--msl2023