universe

this may be a
s i l l y
a n a l o g y
but i have often stubbed my toe
kicked a stone, or wall,
stumbled, fallen and cursed,
while i was busy looking up at the universe

now i'm pretty
c l u m s y
at the best of times,
especially when i'm looking
up
at
the
sky
truth be told,
even if i'd been looking down
i'd have fallen over anyway

when my mind trips i think of
my ability to see beauty
that i
must
look up
to see the very proof of                     this
keep one eye on the
h o r i z o n
and climb that gaze to the endless
press on through muddy bruise
after muddy bruise
with chin pointed way up high
cos you might as well see the world
as you're on your way to die

and

aren't

we

all

?

we laughed maniacally
in a hub of concrete and carpools
do you remember when you sighed to me
that you thought we'd lost our marbles
?

the silver lining to a cloud
like the rainbow to the rain
a fleeting glimpse
of happiness
in the moments between
thunder
and
pain
but we chose to stay here
thats all that matters to me
cos another day we stay
means
another day we're
f   r   e   e

every leaf dies love
but they live in a prism of light
rather than be a weeping willow
let us aspire to be
the eucalypt
a phoenix
a baptism
of fire
fighting