Few people still talk about the Great Song
sung through bird, bush, claw, fur,
wild flash and flurry, swirl and swoop,
gurgle and gallop, the innocent smile
of a radiant child.

We slip out a crack in the tower
to suck a pure breast;
to climb a tree of skin,
to gurgle at our own feet —
and laughing at a bee
the wild circling begins.

Who are we, really?
A hawk, a fish, a wide-eyed seal
hunting for a flashing school?

Expanding circles,
gyring… wider…
listening for an unheard Voice:
blue air, turquoise waters,
flutter, flash and ripple,
schooner dive and sudden dip.

Sometimes this tower’s silence
is startling.

First floor yellow duckies;
second, rubbers, dicks and beer;
third floor a woman’s opening eyes;
fourth floor a rattle and crib in a tree.

Unheard music in motion…
a child’s blind demands, a woman’s visionary pain.
Everyone’s shadow gets a chance
to create a little torment, to make
a body bleed.

What’s this penetrating my mind?
I won’t fucking buy it… Out shit hawkers!
I won’t!

Spiraling, circling, old monasteries,
sky-diving and cliff climbing,
listening for the Voice.

Fifth floor toys;
sixth spring cleaning;
seventh floor darkness:
big depressions, too many bills,
a sharp knife… and a pill.

Who are we really?
A hawk, a flying beetle, a consumer bomb,
a butterfly?

Eighth — a crowd of saviors:
the whole floor’s shining —
we’re circling wider,
wider… like a lost deaf bird.

Night floor — wings fall off.
There is nothing left
but sudden darkness

and the Great Song singing.

A Universe explodes.


About Blake Steele

I am a poet, writer, workshop leader, recording artist... half monk, half pirate, passionate for Life and Love to triumph in the world. I'm American by birth, but am living in Sweden for a while: writing, growing, deepening with amazing, open-hearted people, as well as developing Wild Words Creative Writing Classes and Wild Souls Workshops around the world.
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