Tree felled on a dark night

"If a tree falls and there is no one around to hear it, did it fall at all?"

In darkness: the night

but save the light,  

borne from sight of life below.

given a name and so, existence.

 

If in fact the tree which fell

and no one there to hear it

did not fall

its existence simply a perception

of being

 

then…

 

if no light was given from the moon

and I in the darkness

am not to be perceived

then I, too, am just a

‘for instance’.

My life does not exist outside the light.

 

That night a dream caste its prevalence

into the day,

motionless as the past

and yet not lost, but saved.

To be dredged up

Unwittingly, these superimposed

on the subjunctive, continuously,

miraculously, despite all of the lost energy;

nothing had been changed

 

so in fondness of speculating,

I ignored my belief in myopia.

Armed with this, I disregarded

the effect of popular belief

 

as it turns out,

that dream in its chemical composition

is just as real as myself

in that dark night

and that continuously falling tree.