The Big A
I am utterly alone.
what once used
to scare me
like a proposed
straight jacket
became something
I craved for
like a great friend
or perfect lover.
Now it’s simply the state of affairs
in my country
of Being.
Yes, people come and go
in this world of A,
just like tourists,
true locals, and indigenous of any place,
but I feel
this profound inclination
that no one can
fill the place
where Being sits
at my table now.
no one ever could,
although I tried to seat them there
the seats just kept busting
and the table grew.
Now I wonder
who really likes
the food that is served
anyways!
I’m not in control of it anymore,
I used to think
I was the chef.
You can’t tell me
that there is more
to life than this,
something like those
cracker stale promises
of true partnership
or even God
giving It’s most
delicious dish,
No… I know now
in the aftermath
of countless deaths
that Aloneness is
the only true friend to keep.
that I can keep.
And so I go into the night
heeding the call
of the Emptiness
that lives in the unique forms that
occupy my mind’s eye
and my hearts open or closed hand.
I’m saying Grace
with the Big A.
Eric Grace
7-31-11©
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