After A While....... Poem by RIC BASTASA

after a while
those things that shatter us
become
the unifying force
and we look at at with
so much detachment

if we remember it
it becomes shed off skin
and the bone has healed
itself with a
new one

if we gather it
we gather shards of
ceramics or glass
with sharp edges
and always threatening to
injure us again

after a while
we realize we leave things as they are
where they are
as we keep on moving for more new
things
new events
new relationships where look at
all these new things
like a new place which shall amaze
us at no end


we feel we are born again
with baby eyes and baby fingers
holding to almost anything
that each finger touches
be it a mother's hand
ora rattler
or a rainbow in our minds
or a memory of the past lives
which we see merely
as shades of the curtain
hanging by the window
or shadows of trees at sunset
or flashes of movie clips
soundless in the air
hanging to our blows
and blowing with the whispers of
the winds....