Fibonacci roots: The universe & NarcissismA Poem by Jim FalconI “I” An echo? Who said that? Only I can say “I”, neither you, nor you, and definitely
not YOU! “Why”, one might ask, did Narcissus die? And who decided on distribution of
rights? One: The universe. Many: galaxies, solar-systems,
twinkling stars. My Very Educated Mother Just Showed
Us Nine Planets, revolving around the Sun: some dull, others radiant. Their moons never count. None sinister, no saints. Up in dark space, there’s no pride, no greed, nothing but beautiful life; no mirrors to reflect ego. Once you’re through the atmosphere, you see reflections in the oceans-- of Kings, and men who chose lives of fear: slaves. Proud men who never looked at the sky... they
separated. © 2015 Jim Falcon |
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