The Body Of The Future.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is this abundance that flows within you
it goes outside
looking for a place
to settle

you have been searching
no one fits
the world is looking for that
magic
about you going into the woods
and finding
the best wild flower
for you to
take home and offer it to someone
who can love you for what
you are

it is absurd
no one believes it
no one can
love you as true as you can love
that someone

even the world accepts its own blindness
it cannot give you
what you long for

the equation for mutuality lies there
upon its half body
without a face yet

the hands are still drawn so that you
can touch
the body of the future