Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Once we were MASTERS

We were giants,
striding across open plains...
swinging from mountain top to mountain top
tickled by the hundred foot surf off  New Zealand's coast

We flew across distances,
as if there were no time or space...
Our hair was combed by new born stars,
Planets were our eyes....
Moons our eyelashes....

We laughed and thunder rolled across the skies,
we played the harp of blizzards,
sang the song of earthquakes....
steeped ourselves in the hot tubs of volcanoes,
lava and ash were the bubbles in our bath

Our feet touched the glaciers....
we tossed ice burgs into the sea.
ice chips in our clear water martinis....
our tsunamis were wading pools,
whales, and elephants,  our loving pets....

We played, disguised as saints...
laughed hysterically at martyrdom,
We wore the cloaks of Masters...
and reality changed as easily as the colors of rainbows...

do you remember?

we gave not a thought to becoming ants....
scrabbling for finite morsels...

we  abhorred the birth of  robots......
with no destiny but to follow mindless dictates....

we never considered that our souls could be bought and sold...
that shadows would become kings...
that our doubt in ourselves could reign....

We never thought we could be bound....
by birth and death,
chained to earth,
when the entire Universe was our freedom's playground....

DON'T YOU REMEMBER?
ALL of  this and MORE?

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