Passage Unnoticed

Once I was the sun, now I am the moon.

I once dreamed I was the sun, and all the sun was I:
all light and life, all potential and essence of being
shown forth and burst brightly from my body, my hands,
within me was all life greater than all that is living;
ever above, I wielded that which is midsummer, midday,
ever below, a boundless sea of cloud, sky, and starlight,
echoing and endless.

I dream at once I am the moon, and all the moon am I:
all consequence of movement, all meditation of knowing,
flowing from my hands is but only my own works and workings,
all life that is alive and living is before, around, and beyond me;
ever and only now, from, of, and for mine and my own charges,
ever and only now, from, of, and for wishing to pass safely unnoticed,
flickering and kind.

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Author’s Note:

I once dreamed of a life greater than living, where my potential shined as greatly as the sun. I once sang like lightening with strings that roared in open tunings, and wanted to do nothing else but set fires with song. Now I am aged and quiet, and find a simple pleasure in passing quietly, quietly unnoticed. Now I am one with the softness of trees and openness of flowers, wielding only but a friendly pen. For now, my instruments hang on the wall and the drums in the deep have fallen silent.

Do not be sad - I am complete and peaceful in ways I have never been - I am signal from noise, purposeful in my ease. Do not be sad - if there are places in the world that defined by an ecology of fire, then I am indeed defined by an ecology of change; and that which has come to pass is inevitably returning, returning in fractal iterations that match the new day arriving in a new dawn.

Johnny, Under Sky