Something Real

Try to do something real today

something that makes the birds listen

and the stones sigh,

something that causes your bones

to smile.

Don’t dance that crazy puppet dance

again,

moving to the sound of what the world expects of you

grooving to the voices

that preach fear

or glitter and dreams.

Do something gentle

or kind,

do something wonderful or strange,

move like a wind in the grass of a spring meadow

or listen to distant waterfalls as you ride the bus.

Speak with words that cause your heart

to vibrate

or maybe weep and feel the river tracks

cut valleys and gorges

through the landscapes of your life

building ecosystems

and playgrounds for new life.

Do something real

something that breathes and sighs and rises.

Savour these moments,

love them,

for it may be so

that when the end comes

and all the fairy lights of a human life

lived in the dream world

start to go dark,

one after another,

it may just be so

that most of your crazy puppet dancing

is gone

as if it never was,

revealed as empty space

that frames those few points of light,

bright and enduring stars

formed when life heard your voice

and you heard life,

singing her song

and urging you to join the harmony

of the choir of all things

silently spiralling poems and symphonies

of light

in praise of the source of the one love.