may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!

Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

7 billion of us-and each of us is one!

we will most certainly never know us all
Within us-millions of particles/selves/footprints/fingerprints
trace indices of past influences
connecting us deeply with few/tangentially with many

We claim one-but our intimates change
We sleep-and when we wake-we change
We dream-and each night re-arrange
The deep calls all of us to account for our names

Links,chains,memories,projections connect us
All we have in common thin as spiderwebs
Strong and supple as our desire for continuance
means we are always ever only interdependent

I lean,you cry(the weight /of authority
means we are both subject to gravity.
Dying is an artform-as is life
We take the time to make a ritual

It involves all who choose to remember
We cast ashes to wind,wave,water
When we awaken,another boat soul has departed
Where we land is a foreign shore(another..!

Here be magic and mystery ,science and history-
We are part of each other-temporarily,eternally

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