Friday, July 18, 2008

catastrophe is dancing in the dark

catastrophe is dancing in the dark
and we are holding hands in silence,
waiting.

the war twixt ice and fire
has been extinguished,
buried in mud and ash.
and none,
neither the afraid or the fearless
know what will come next.

and so we are waiting in silence
for new suns and new moons to rise,
and we know something as we wait:
the silent and the still have secrets
that the shouters and shakers will never learn.

catastrophe is dancing in the dark,
it is as if there are no stars left to fall,
and we are waiting in silence for tomorrow.

at least, in the cataclysms that crush us,
in our enormous fears and in our small agonies,
we can know that somewhere, others are free and fighting,
that we are never alone in struggle,
that mind and heart are everywhere and with everyone,
and that yes,
everything will change,
soon,
in a blink of the eye
of the daughter of time.

1 comment:

Luette said...

Some say the world will die by fire, some say by ice.
From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
to say that for destruction ice
is also great,and would suffice.

Robert Frost