Let there be light
Let there be light
and the light was good
the light was sweet
forgiving, blissful, calming
a balm
Surprise, delight; I embraced the light
and brought it inside me
let it flow out again
trailing from fingertips
streaming from my mouth
exiting my eyes
When asked: What is this Light?
I replied: Let me tell you about this Light.
like a fool in love
foolishly
If there is light there is darkness with jealous tendrils
and whispered threats posing as caresses
If my eyes and mouth are wide open darkness may
find entrance and harm me
Better to close myself up while some light remains.
Better to keep my hands to myself.
and the light was good
the light was sweet
forgiving, blissful, calming
a balm
Surprise, delight; I embraced the light
and brought it inside me
let it flow out again
trailing from fingertips
streaming from my mouth
exiting my eyes
When asked: What is this Light?
I replied: Let me tell you about this Light.
like a fool in love
foolishly
If there is light there is darkness with jealous tendrils
and whispered threats posing as caresses
If my eyes and mouth are wide open darkness may
find entrance and harm me
Better to close myself up while some light remains.
Better to keep my hands to myself.
posted by Katrina Urquhart at 10:42 p.m.
3 Comments:
apart from synchronicity of the title, this anecdote has nothing to do with your beautiful poem of last night. last night, while you were posting your poem, i was finishing Programming the Universe. the author says he cannot find the idea of the universe as a computer in any ancient greek texts, nor in any age, until 1956. and then, it's not a mathematical or scientific or philosophical treatise, it's a short story by Isaac Asimov called "The Final Question," in which two scientists (if i get this right), on a bet, wonder how the second law of thermodynamics, which says entropy always increases, can be reversed, and thereby avoid the ultimate fate of the universe. so they program a computer with the question. it thinks for a long while and just when the two scientists are ready to give up, it spits out the answer: "INSUFFICIENT DATA." so they build a bigger computer, and a bigger one, and bigger one, to answer this one question about the fate of the universe, and so on down through the generations. sound kinda familiar? eventually, at the end of time, humanity has expanded to the farthest realms of the universe, and the computer takes all the resources of the entire universe, in order to compute the universe. and just as time runs out, as the last bit of free energy slips away into entropy, the computer prints the answer: "LET THERE BE LIGHT!"
you know it's not the plot i'm interested in or the o. henry punchline or the allusions to genesis; it's the synchronicity, the resonances; no matter how alone we think we are, or we want to be, we are never really alone. i know that's a far cry from the existential position i took a few weeks ago; indeed, in some things we are alone, alone with our inner thoughts, alone with our inner feelings; but then i think of something or i feel something, and i take care to note it, and sure enough someone else references that thought or feeling. i would have missed all that had i not tried to open myself up to all the possibilities, and had not someone come along at that moment and said, come swimming with me. had i not thought and felt at that moment that there must be a greater purpose, then i might not have heard the truth when that greater purpose said, here i am, i have always been here, and i always will be.
Even if you could keep your hands to yourself there's always the light.
Greets to the webmaster of this wonderful site. Keep working. Thank you.
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