Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Growing Pains


Growing Pains

I can feel the world growing
I can feel the moon moving
Slowly away
I can hear the earth singing
In birdsong and stretch marked epochs
I can see the sky changing (I don’t need to see the newest scientific graph)
The clouds just don’t look the same
I can taste water and know
Mercury dreams swim in fits
Everyday I lose hope and regain compassion
Think we are doomed and then again see a glimmer and hope we shall save
This extension of God manifested that enlivens our world
That is our world
There’s a world of difference between dominion and domination

I can’t see the ocean for the phytoplankton filled drops of sunlight conversion
I can’t see the trees for the forest they look like giant
Churning organic hospitals
I mean life-support systems
Why isn’t ecosystem value a part of civics?
And I’m watching us pull out the wires and plugs
I hear the silly words of a cautious mother saying
‘wait, you might need that piece…’
under the chatter of children called Progress tossing whatever isn’t pretty aside
we are making our own invention and instructions are optional
history books like possibilities, not recycled intuition

I believe in free will
As much as fate
I believe hard work is my favorite spice
And understanding is the spice of life
Everyone should put their hands in the dirt
And rip produce from the ground and stick it straight in their mouth
I feel us becoming ever so digital like mental engineering
You look so much better under moonlight than in pixels
I hear voices of clarity cluttered into waves of messages and likes
Life has the type of beauty that moves

Be still child, be still
Your itchy feet will subside, we have medicine for that
Dreams and delusions of creativity, we can help with that too
Soon you’ll be just like the rest
Soon we’ll teach the leftover savage right out of you
Your longings will pass
Soon you will see
Everything is exactly as it should be
Yes, this is the road you have been walking to

Are you ready to grow up?
For the sake of something fleeting
I hope not.