Friday, December 02, 2005
Necessity
O, Necessity, You are in the marrow of my bones.
I turn the corner and You are the stranger I bump into.
I see You in the numbers of the angles of vaulted gothic cathedral ceilings.
I see You, Necessity, in the cloud formations in the sky.
By Necessity, the Earth moves through space
And by Necessity, Time steals all our youth.
(You stole my infant son and my five year old)
Through You, Necessity, I see the pattern in the golden spiral of the sunflower seeds
And the golden angles of the Pyramids.
Pollution in the rivers, Necessity, You float through the ether.
Manifest in factory, I smell the belch of Your smoke
And through the little infinities of bladed grasses, I tread upon You through the thistled down field.
On noble steel, I see You rust, the same iron oxide that populates Mars.
You, a part of the vessel of becoming, welcome change into Your Self
By Necessity, 2 follows the one, and 3 follows the two.
Hidden in the springs that rush the mantle of the earthen crust, made manifest in the mud on my shoes.
I see You, Necessity in the petaled shell that washes ashore on the beach
And in the sea, I see the rise, crest and fall of Your beautiful wave.
By You, Necessity, the moon will wax and wane, and I with it, as long as this Earth abides,
And by You, my birth is cemented in death at the moment of my conception.
How terrible, and beautiful, You are, imitator of God.
Gravity that pulls the moonbeam and casts Light onto the ripples of the lakes.
Terminus, You reach the end of the diverse Suns' vanishing points
And fade to shadow, then dark, then indigo, then black.
O Necessity,
I push the gas petal to make an oil man rich,
I heat my house to deprive someone of energy.
Sap in the tree that produces Sassafras tea
the bottoms of cups to hold the water up
Menstrual by some other moon, sanguine with some other tannin,
I cannot follow Your rhythm
Or chart Your flow
or measure Your pressure.
You, the original Free Radical,
Who were Your Mother and Your Father?
I found an arowhead and it had flint in it.
And it was attached to a spear which had birch in it.
By You, this spear was thrown and by You I broke the spear,
Brittle by You, Necessity.
By You, Necessity, I breathe Air and my lungs oxidate
My nails grow and my teeth fall out.
I can see the new moon of Jupiter even as my eyesight fails me.
Pride goes before the Fall,
But You, Necessity, puff me up, vaunt me to the new skies
And either burn me up in my Sun or send me crashing to my Earth.
You are my best Friend and my worst Foe
And I shake with rage or my knees smote together in fear,
depending upon Your current manifestation.
You, Dark, Light, Shadow and Penumbra,
You radiated through the Father's Hands when I was bourne from His mud and His Spit.
You have left me holding the bag of Duty. Compulsion. You temper the Platonic with the Monadic to make Stoicism.
Such terrible Beauty, You are, O Necessity.
O, Necessity, You are in the marrow of my bones.
I turn the corner and You are the stranger I bump into.
I see You in the numbers of the angles of vaulted gothic cathedral ceilings.
I see You, Necessity, in the cloud formations in the sky.
By Necessity, the Earth moves through space
And by Necessity, Time steals all our youth.
(You stole my infant son and my five year old)
Through You, Necessity, I see the pattern in the golden spiral of the sunflower seeds
And the golden angles of the Pyramids.
Pollution in the rivers, Necessity, You float through the ether.
Manifest in factory, I smell the belch of Your smoke
And through the little infinities of bladed grasses, I tread upon You through the thistled down field.
On noble steel, I see You rust, the same iron oxide that populates Mars.
You, a part of the vessel of becoming, welcome change into Your Self
By Necessity, 2 follows the one, and 3 follows the two.
Hidden in the springs that rush the mantle of the earthen crust, made manifest in the mud on my shoes.
I see You, Necessity in the petaled shell that washes ashore on the beach
And in the sea, I see the rise, crest and fall of Your beautiful wave.
By You, Necessity, the moon will wax and wane, and I with it, as long as this Earth abides,
And by You, my birth is cemented in death at the moment of my conception.
How terrible, and beautiful, You are, imitator of God.
Gravity that pulls the moonbeam and casts Light onto the ripples of the lakes.
Terminus, You reach the end of the diverse Suns' vanishing points
And fade to shadow, then dark, then indigo, then black.
O Necessity,
I push the gas petal to make an oil man rich,
I heat my house to deprive someone of energy.
Sap in the tree that produces Sassafras tea
the bottoms of cups to hold the water up
Menstrual by some other moon, sanguine with some other tannin,
I cannot follow Your rhythm
Or chart Your flow
or measure Your pressure.
You, the original Free Radical,
Who were Your Mother and Your Father?
I found an arowhead and it had flint in it.
And it was attached to a spear which had birch in it.
By You, this spear was thrown and by You I broke the spear,
Brittle by You, Necessity.
By You, Necessity, I breathe Air and my lungs oxidate
My nails grow and my teeth fall out.
I can see the new moon of Jupiter even as my eyesight fails me.
Pride goes before the Fall,
But You, Necessity, puff me up, vaunt me to the new skies
And either burn me up in my Sun or send me crashing to my Earth.
You are my best Friend and my worst Foe
And I shake with rage or my knees smote together in fear,
depending upon Your current manifestation.
You, Dark, Light, Shadow and Penumbra,
You radiated through the Father's Hands when I was bourne from His mud and His Spit.
You have left me holding the bag of Duty. Compulsion. You temper the Platonic with the Monadic to make Stoicism.
Such terrible Beauty, You are, O Necessity.
