I walked my walk
to the bus stop this morning
savoring every split-second of it
as if it would be my last.
But, I’m well aware
I will traverse so many
more miles on my own two feet
Still, today I bask
in the comfortable warmth
of splendid sunshine.
It’s as if overnight
I’ve been given the key
to access some
sacred vault of the mind.
Now it is as if
the words and I
will never again part
perhaps I now have
truthfully found a way
to skillfully merge the cold,
hard intelligence and wisdom
with the burning passion
so overpowering in me.
It’s as if I have
been chosen to be
the narrator of something grand
a story not entirely my own
I’m such a small object
in the grand scheme
of All Things. In me,
I feel the ability to log
the Rhythms of this World
in elegant prose and verse
I’m witnessing a story
of epic proportions
and now I must once
again try to go about
the Everyday and not
let it affect me in
any negative way.
In the hope for peace
In our times, I recess.
~ Phoenix <3
(originally written in 2005, translated to free verse August 9, 2020)
