Monday, April 11, 2011

we will return


it was repeated in my dream,

"is there beauty in the horror?"

she said:
open up the windows,
open up the doors,
open up the gates,
open the dams,
flood the rivers,
let the rains pour down,

relinquish us from us


rise
up
out
of
the
water

onto the earth

notice the sun shining down,
notice your shadow on the ground,
notice the faces all around,
notice the plane in the sky,
notice the sound.

4 comments:

The Square Corner said...

Notice this poem, that's for sure. Excellent writing, my friend.

Juice Box said...

Wonderful message for all us as human beings.

Old Ollie said...

I ponder this poem as my amp crackles.

Notice is served.

Fisheye Lens said...

I'm taking notice -- in the process of a Spring scrubdown -- opening the portals of my sequestered existence, my senses, and my soul.

Thanks for showing the way, Dox.