While the sun rises in the East
her thoughts are not upon you
even though we believe at times,
our lives connect out of the blue.
We always must allow our world
capable of knowing only a local
reality that otherwise so often twirled
in circumstance, becomes our focal
point of reference. There is that knowledge
of human interaction we all rely upon,
that piece that keeps us well off the ledge
of cashing in our hopes and moving on.
Imagine elsewhere there might be a point
in the morning, afternoon, setting sun,
a life that now we will certainly anoint
their soul in the eyes of God. We’ve begun
to live our life as the sole proprietor
of our allegiance to our security
while across the land another commoner
might wish the same from us in sanity.
We live together, and often dream the same
romantic bliss, horrific tragedy, anomaly
of that world we often miss, we cannot name
just share the moment today with homily.
In the eyes of the heavens I do seek quiet release
much like my brethren we are all in search of peace.