Through multiple frames
Fractured and faceted
Broken and breaking
Or is the world
Just as it is
And all the fractures and facets
All the breakage and breaking
Just me?
Or is the world
Just as it is
And all the fractures and facets
All the breakage and breaking
Just me?
Until the gloom rolls in
And I see the distant lights
Across the unbridged gap
Understanding at last
The vulnerability
Of this small Islet of Me
Amiss in a vast
And lonely sea
Here and there, now and again
Exploration yields discovery
Not of a new world
But a new way of seeing
Physical
Geographical
Emotional
Intellectual
Personal
Romantic
And every time
Find something new
Some original way to see
Some valuable insight
But it can, I replied.
She looked at me. Puzzled.
It just needs to be cinematically ugly.
Which is to say
It must still be beautiful.
Still puzzled.
So I expanded.
And here am I
In my little boat
Hauling logs across
The slate blue sea
Of a world
I hold in awe
Often
That is enough
To learn the nature of darkness
So I may seek the source
Beyond the world I know
Moments within moments
Scenes within scenes
Lives in the midst of living
If only I take
The time to look