My Side of the Universe
I take a star and throw it at the sky.
It makes a hole, the hole it a door.
I go through the door and I see a night sky.
This night sky is a deep purple,
But it is still the night just the same.
There I meet a man,
He is a blade of grass, just as tall and just as thin.
He tells me the objective is not to win but to try,
To try to learn.
I tell him I learn much in school,
He tells me that soon I will understand.
I take a blade of grass and throw it at the ground,
The dirt conforms into a hole, a door into another world,
So through the door I go,
I look down to see a tree in which I am standing.
The tree starts to move and the branches to wave.
The tree starts to speak:
“Listen to your heart, it will tell you what to do.”
I tell the tree that my parents make the rules,
And he assures me that I will soon understand.
I take a leaf from the tree and throw it at my hand.
My hand becomes a hole, a door.
Through the door I go.
I look up to see that there is nothing here yet.
The color is not black or white, not green or blue.
This place is colorless.
I look up and see that this one it a world to be.
So I draw the pictures of this world,
I sky of navy and clouds of gray, I sit atop them.
Stars shinning like little pieces of the sun.
This is the new world,
This new world is mine,
This new world is me.
Copyright © Temari Halfnote | Year Posted 2010
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