Shine On

You stepped upon
My fragile life

I, aware of frailty
And yet not afraid.

You sung me first of cold,

And, due to unknown similarities,
We sung together
In polite unison.

We caterwauled and whirled,
Unaware yet dimly
hoping.  Of course,

Others heard the song.
Not I.

Separately we left the radar,
Once, twice,

Then met again.  Again, shook hands
politely, then
The blinds began to rise.

“Good morning, sun,
Today I shared
An island with my new love.”

(and, as it turned out,
         my only love.)

You swept into
       My somewhat-life.

Though “sweeping” somehow
I shone with joy.

You sung me sweet of this,

The special shining I had not seen,
And later learned
in school;

(the only beneficial lesson there.)

I payed further and better attention
To the lessons of life,
which I heard

In your music,
and the silent songs.

We learnt through each other,
The truth of matters,
And what matters.

Life’s here,
and now,
We know.

Shine on.

June ’05


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