I’m born alone
Which sounds--
Which sounds--
You hear it
It’s something
People say
We’re born alone
And die alone
And I think that just means--
There’s a moment
When you come
Onto this planet
Where
Even though
Somebody has their hands on you
And your mother and father
Are looking at you
And crying
And everybody’s so happy
You’re alone
Because you have no connection
To any part of humanity yet
You’re of humanity
But you’re not connected to it
Not really
And when I look ahead--
Although I’m prone to believing
That looking ahead
Is a bad
Bad
Idea
--When I do look ahead
I see that it’s the same way
When you leave the earth
The first thing that goes
Even if you’re perceived
As being
Of sound mind
Is your sense of understanding
But--But--
That’s not a bad thing
It’s a--
In fact, it’s a marvelous thing
Because understanding
Or, the attempt
Because it’s only ever really
An attempt
At understanding
So many of the the things around you
And that attempt
It does something to you
As a human being
It’s a good thing
That--that attempt
But it’s work
It’s hard work
And when you die
You let go of all that
The work
Because you’re granted
A kind of--universal understanding
And you become at peace
With all the things
You thought you needed
To understand
But couldn’t
And shouldn’t
You know?
And when you’re born
When I’m born
It’s the same thing
I’m not trying
To make sense
Of anything
I’m just crying
Because there’s so much
Going on
And so much noise
And the moment
When I’m left alone
Actually alone
In a room with just--
With just other newborns
Like myself
I finally feel like--
Now I can start
I can start the process
Of being silent
And letting the world
Talk to me
To tell me
What it is
I need to know
But it doesn’t
And it does
It’s silent
And in the silence
I learn
I take it all in
We agree
That there’s energy
On the earth
That’s been here
Since the dawn of time
But we think that energy
Is only present
In activity
And not in moments
Of stillness
And there’s--
I have to tell you
There’s great energy
In stillness
Powerful energy
There’s something
To being alone
So it’s--
It’s nothing to be afraid of
Not really
Your whole life
Every time you’re lonely
What you think is the result
Of being alone
Is really just
The result
Of too much
Too much coming into your--
Into your life
Your being
Who you are
And if you could push it all away
And just have that moment
Like--like in the eye of a storm
You’d be--
Well, you’d be living
In as much grace
As anyone
Ever has
But it’s difficult
It’s--
It’s easy
At the beginning
And at the end
Because you’re so willing
To just let yourself
Be powerless
But every other time--
It’s probably
The hardest thing
In the world
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