Thursday, March 8, 2012

Thoughts While Changing the Battery

Without me the world would have no meaning,
The name on the grave would not be my own,
The past not created from scratch on a whim,

The future not agreed-to beforehand.
The Gods would not be noticed, or complimented on their clothes,
The songbirds and power lines would not connect,

The milk from the factories would refuse to be drunk,
The radio would be off when the hair is cut,
The stones would not be alive.

Despite all of that, I feel lucky to be here,
Thankful to receive what needs to be given,
Hopeful to give what the world can’t live without.

An irresistible force meets an immovable object,
Two are drawn to the light that they themselves emit
But can’t see, it’s always the other, always.

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