Wednesday, September 17, 2008

MUCH MISSED AND NEVER LOST


Not to worry- Relieved as I am,
Since all we private souls don’t lEAve forever,
We madcaps laugh by one another,
For ever n’ ever n’ ever…
One cloudy anticipating fall eve
The wanderer, and the wonderer,
Having come from the astronomy domain
Your own, out of map, inner sphere
In a full moon night—
O lunatic, how faithful to your crazy note
That you couldn’t just wait the light easy shine
And flied home:
To the dark side of the moon.
Right after thirty flies around the sun
Right after thirty by twelve rounds and rounds around the moon
Home, home again:
Back to your own wet dream dome.
On an all-ways board
Free from the keys, scales and insects
Now,
At last,
You star student:
Self-taught every tune of fly,
Now,
You flower power:
Having done the self-sung lullaby,
Now,
You saved from faulty human touch
And having saved sight into seraphs
With self-made-close eye
No fear of melting arms:
Play and play and fly high
NOW!
It’s the (W)right time for the gig in the sky