Through Other Eyes Poem by Lynn Anne Brown

Through Other Eyes



What I've learned throughout the years
And why I'm still willing to keep on learning.

I've learned to speak a language
That helps me understand
What it is to be both
Human and Immortal
Or at least infinite
Even if I can only count
Those boundless numbers
In fractions of the time
That I've been given here

Is this a dress rehersal
A stage that we are setting
For the days we may come back
Arriving before the bones have broke
And our teeth start going bad
And our memory is fading
And our our eyes start looking sad

Well maybe I will come again
And maybe I will not
And maybe the next line
Will be writ to someone else

But if Love can be my Legacy
Kindness be my Kin
I'll gladly take the moment
The moment I am in
And divide it any way I can
To Greet infinity

And if that means
I listen
Far more than I will speak
Its because I write it down now
The things I want to keep
So if in a quiet moment
My memory is weak
I have a place to go to
To remind me what to remember
If there ever comes a need

So unless there is a reason
Unless there is a need
The Raven has Retired
And I'll be living with my Tree
Down by the waters edge
A place where I can see
As far as the eye can wander
While it's light's inside of me

Because I hold it in the darkness
To show from where I come
A place that without it
My mind would come undone
As I Journeyed through some places
That rarely got the Sun

Sometimes it got really cold
The Places we survived
Sometimes It got really hot
To hot to feel alive
So along the way we learned
To make the best of everything
And to celebrate the tree
Both because it fed the fire
And because slowed the wind
And because it gave us shade
When sun was getting grim
It promised to give us shelter
If we'd only treat it good
And so we made a promise
To do the best we could
To take only when we need it
And take the fallen first
Then have mercy
On the ones
Whose suffering is worst
And when we light out fires
To watch out what we do
Make sure were only burning
What were intending to

When'ere we've shared a dreaming
And the story felt right and true
Another seed was planted
And we'd see what we could do
With the things that we had gathered
On the way as we went through
From the place we started looking
To the place were getting to

And it doesn't give me answers
Only better Quests
To guide me
As I go

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Lacovara 21 February 2014

What a fantastical reminder that you have scripted herein. I truly enjoyed it. PEACE

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Lynn Anne Brown

Lynn Anne Brown

Toronto, Ontario, Canada
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