I saw the sphinx today
made complete
in the space of a single day
I wanted to ask it
if it had something to say
Not the answer, pray
simply the question, if I may
ask why do the songbirds sing
and the moon beams
and people cling
while below it all a flower blooms
from soil not tilled
I woke up and saw my shadow
granting me ten thousand lives
and I begun to build a fire
from the simple things I have accumulated
you may
songbird told me it was all for you
the moon admits the sun’s purview
people cling because it’s fun
and more’s the beauty of a flower
left undone.
But I. I awoke and my nose was cold.
My one life has left me old.
I always did what I was told.
Is it too late, I wonder, to be bold?
ask why do the songbirds sing
and the moon beams
and people cling
while below it all a flower blooms
from soil not tilled
I woke up and saw my shadow
granting me ten thousand lives
and I begun to build a fire
from the simple things I have accumulated
you may
songbird told me it was all for you
the moon admits the sun’s purview
people cling because it’s fun
and more’s the beauty of a flower
left undone.
But I. I awoke and my nose was cold.
My one life has left me old.
I always did what I was told.
Is it too late, I wonder, to be bold?