The difference is so enormous
That it borders on the edge of being ridiculous
And sometimes
Sometimes I feel badly that you know nothing of it.
And yes, I know, it is mine, of course
But it is not mine to tell
Though if I had the chance,
I honestly think Id do so well.
Oh God! Id be emphatic, rambling endlessly
Of the everything that it is,
Id turn those metaphors into memorable
Mentions of something more
And Id sing, Id actually sing,
Not hesitantly -
But in full voice
The way a bird sometimes does
As it soars across the sky
With its delicate wings
That just may be the strongest things
Known to you or I.
And Id sigh
Over and over and over, Id sigh
Deeply,
Passionately,
Profoundly
Until those sighs were everywhere
Until, they were all around me.
And youd understand,
You would!
Even if you couldnt hear me
Just in seeing me, then, youd know
That the beauty of the moon
Exists in how one looks at it
As much as it does in its glow.
Yes! youd know then
You couldnt not know
For having felt the electricity
The pulsing, the tingling
The sparks
Flitting and flickering
From my fingertips... my fingertips!
(My wings!)
And youd want to be me
Once you were able to see
It this my enormity
Youd want to grab hold of it
Steal it, run with it
Fly to the moon with it
Youd embrace it in the way
That some people embrace sameness
When they dont know any better
But to do so.
It would comfort you, excite you, delight you
It would change you
And the difference would be enormous.
It wouldlift... you... up
Into the true blue all-of-everything
That you once called the sky
And I know why...
Oh, but it is not mine
It just isnt mine to tell
Though, yes, if I could,
Im really rather certain
I would do so well.