The Well Sought Happy Ending Poem by RIC BASTASA

that i was once
a flagellum,

beside a paramecium
that in one flick of the finger of time

i have risen to be a tuber,
and with some little rains, i have grown

a tail, lost into a fish,
evolved into a turtle

and on a fast ambition with
the passages of more summers

i accepted the gift of wings
then feet and hands

and then in one glimpse of
the cold seasons, four or five,

i found myself in bed
as a man reading the morning papers

but i do not remember all these now
as i stand before another door

ready to enter another room
i hear a voice of someone that i

think i was with a long time ago
and for which

we shall be together again
in a new place

handing me a book for me to
read at the first hour

of another morning
beside a stranger who shall

tell me that love is actually
and still is, everywhere

and that until i feel it and
touch it and sleep with it and

live with it, then there will
be no more doors,

there is one, and it opens to
a garden, where i shall never

leave again, for when love is found
life shall be enough

when true love is found that
creeps in all the nerves of your spine

you decide to stop and stick to
where you really is

that is the end, and like all endings
it is the happy one.