The light of a beautiful beast,
Is reflected like pebbles
Fallen as dew
From the dripping lips
Of the full moon
–
Under the soaring arc
Of ways milky
And geosynchronous cameras
Pointed to gaze deeply
On the heavens above and our hell below
–
We below stand
Looking up in awe
At the vast vault above
Austral lights twinkle
In this less populated hemisphere
–
Smooth beats use waves
To travel silently to a grey speaker
Before being turned audible
And warming our hearts with bass
Chilled by the violent winds sweeping down the cordilleras
–
I weep the tears
Washing down from the firmament
No Longer the abode of diamonds
Nor giants and animals
Though awe-inspiring nevertheless
–
I so deprived of this vista
By a life spent
Sequestered in the cities of man
Away from such dark places
Awash in mercury vapor light
–
I, unlike my ancestors
Humans back to the dawn
Of what we call ‘us’
Choosing a star in the sky
And calling it my own
–
Never seeing that special one
One that I look upon every night
As a constant friend
My point of orientation
My personal light
–
I feel disconnected from my people
The people who walked this planet
Generations before I
Though whose blood and genes and history
I have in my very bones
–
Perhaps all this civilization
All our pretty cities
Our lights, planes and submarines cables
Have denied us the most basic human experience
One that predates our species
–
To gaze upon the void and feel not fear
But home.
