The Poets Game
What is the poet’s game?
To point out what lies beyond
and simultaneously within
the mundane.
To point out what we all know
but perhaps have forgot.
To point out that from the right angle
everything is an illusion,
but that obviously there must be some essence
that is not,
something ineffable, indescribable,
maybe even unknowable, because otherwise
the illusion would be unrecognizable
just as if everything were light -
without there being the contrast of dark
it wouldn’t be light.
To point out the value of what we so easily take for granted,
the value of the small, the silent, the transitory,
within the vast roar of eternity.
The poet’s game
may all be in vain,
but nonetheless is the game we all play
from our very first breath
in our hearts, in our dreams
because there we know
Life – the universe itself –
effortlessly yields to the spirit of play.
(7/24/23)
Copyright © James Moore | Year Posted 2023
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