there are people born knowing
knowing events that will or will not be
truth beyond speaker words relating to what is said
will come to pass past;
my grandmother called me Old Top
when I was a few years old she claimed
I was an old soul
who had walked this world many times;
that grandmother did several strange things
including having conversations
with people asleep
sometimes told people a few future facts
in their futures
often implausible yet
never wrong;
a few may in dreams
remember conversations
before their birth with beings
of light warning of life difficulties
before entering this birth life;
those who dream glimpses
of future events on rare occasions
then watch this exact future when it happens
accept these puzzle pieces are understood
in detail after the event;
once in Jakarta after writing poetry half the night
I was meditating in a buzz harmony of light
when a wild large luwak left a fruit tree walked
a cable in the darkness to the balcony where I stood
walked steadily direct to my face shared a breath turned
walked back into darkness;
some believe not in facts
theory but
through direct experiences;
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
luwak is a local name for the Asian palm civet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There are uncanny encounters awaiting in our fates: encounters with ideas, with possibilities, with anything that draws out out innate understanding. One who ventures into the most ethereal outgrowths may meet a throwback creature and thus be reminded of the whole tree of life.