Satellite
Satellite There were leaves they whispered along sidewalk perfectly trimmed the trees creaked and groaned and there at my door I knocked Nobody answered I was not what I was before I could not go there What I remembered wasn't remembered not as I knew it not as it actually was It had come to me that perhaps I was dead With eyes that were not eyes, I struggled to see With legs that were not legs I struggled to walk I was confused I could not see I could not walk And what of my place could I make out? Nothing Only a presence that did not stop its march as it rode into my mouth into my throat down into my guts and up into my head into every corner of me it rode Like oil I could not wipe away such infringement It is then that I discovered my place was not terrestrial at all but far from it This was not where I had come from With eyes that could now see I blinked and what there was of the presence I had felt Not even an echo We never did meet And it was a long time before I understood why And seeing next to me nebula's, galaxies a kaleidoscope of light And color And beauty Bursting I remembered so fondly that time long ago My birth And how, too, this man would remember his burgeoning consciousness coming to life What gifts I will have given him what joys he is to feel? For asleep, he shall now be awakened And what he was Asleep Time will pass as he discovers this place And I will not show him I will not be awake but asleep And there in front of him will be the Universe where PURPOSE and MEANING they will be found He will discover that he can affect Change In ways he never could've imagined And once his eyes open he will go to a place he's never been and he will go to another and another In each He will see He will know He will learn He will be a satellite ****This is a poem about life and death, but more importantly about God, a subject I don't tackle often. It is, really, about a man becoming God and God becoming a man. Also, it is of the birthing of one who is thought fit to replace God. And while I am not a religious man, I like to think I have an open mind to ponder the time after death and if one were to be a God, how one would exist. **** A Satellite is defined as: [n.] a man-made object that orbits around the earth [n.] a person who follows or serves another [n.] any celestial body orbiting around a planet or star [adj.] Surrounding and dominated by a central authority or power
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Tharhawk
I am a avid climber and skier who lives in Washington State. Much of my free time is spent in the Cascade Mountains. You can see more about me here: www.alpinestateofmind.com More poetry at cascadepoet.blogspot.com
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