Words From Worlds Beyond you

Time is the reference

Or geology is, perhaps this is just an excuse

Where geography is the frame, or maybe not

It’s Climate that’s the independent variable, but it’s human caused

So really we have nature and nurture for our Ecology

But wait, isn’t that my cat meditating?

In all of this, isn’t we

a misnomer

For we are brains naming our selves

We are starstuff in awe of past lives and present reality

In point of fact, I am a social collective of a billion cells, And 5 billion germs!

That Can’t Be Forced To Share!  and/or… That Can’t Be Forced To Love!

I in fact love this poem

Because it, too, is a frame of reference

As you are in it.  I can see you downriver somewhere

Thinking, he wrote this how?

But I know, that one day this will find you, too

And this will be no frame of reference, because it’s poetry to you.

From somebody forgotten to you.

And so it is about you.

Sad, you are your frame of reference.

Reach OUT!  Get HELP!!