We never learned
how to follow the stars.
We were born in the day,
afraid of the dark.
Taught one way,
denied the other.
One point of view
blind to another.
Never thought to question
this infatuation
with hiding in plain sight.
This constant agrivation,
there are no more forevers
when the horizon line
drops at the curve.
Raised in a circle;
made to be out of this world.
Heaven sent;
what a recollection.
Don’t know what it meant.
A friend
from somewhere outside
slipped in
and told us
there was more
than these four walls
we always dreamed beyond.
We decorated
our cages
with what we called
our imaginations,
with our dreams;
turns out these
were broken memories.
A token left inside,
a sleeping seed.
We’re more than we’ve ever known,
or believed.
Back in the silence.
Bright white
distraction and violence.
So much we
no longer mind it.
Stuck up the truth,
we can’t find it.
Realize it’s
getting early, now.
The sun will be up soon.
We better get our bearings now.
The sky’s already turning blue.
We lose the infinite,
back in the tiny little room.
This life is the opposite
of everything they’re telling you.
The signs hide in the light,
don’t be afraid
to question their reasons why
you can’t see the stars,
even at night.
They are who you are;
burning and dying bright.
Don’t be afraid to ignite
and shine.
Keep your sight in mind.
What do you see
when you close your eyes?
HG – 2017
