Wednesday, December 21, 2011

this unfurling

the very big
and the very small
the unknowing
and the knowing
the oblivious
and the entirely aware
are all meeting
side-by-side -
sometimes wrapped around each other
in a dance
of consonance and dissonance

each finding its place
in the turning of this great place


you wonder
as you look about you

you wonder about choices

who was i then
and why am i me now?

who holds the purse strings on the expense account of my soul

is there reason
to all of this
or am i perhaps
asking too much of a process
that is so clearly so much larger than the life one man
can describe in words or pictures?

letting what will be

a request
that asks more than i might be capable of
and yet there it is
in the form of an unfurling sky


Reya Mellicker said...

To be or not to be ... the older I get, the more it seems they are one and the same.

aguja said...

The first verse speaks out particularly .. and beautifully .. and certainly unfurls with the sky.

The Weaver of Grass said...

I agree with Reya Steven.

OceanoAzul.Sonhos said...

Beautiful writing Steven, congratulations.

Thanks for your presence and comments on my ocean, in this year.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New year.

oa.s [cecilia]