[I celebrate those few...]

12 November 2006 at 3:33 pm (2000s, Draft, Poetry, Undated, Untitled)

I celebrate those few whose gifts humanity thrives upon
the Mozart who, it’s said, heard whole symphonies
in his head
gives all who hear his works great joy or sadness
as he works his magic.

Plato speaks now as he spoke long after the Atlantis
of which he wrote, long before many of the tongues
he now speaks in were born.

Einstein puzzles out a universe of which he knew little.

Michelangelo freed the figurines trapped in
the marble he worked.

Only a handful of such minds each century is
needed to propel the human race
upon its forward course —-

and yet the miracle of Mozart’s music
would be mute if not for those of
lesser gifts who store the common bond
of humanity with the genius.

Plato’s words would not reach us
were it not for those who crafted his words
into the languages we comprehend.
So with Einstein, Michelangelo, Augustine
who shared with us the inner workings of
his mind,

Paracelsus who inspired modern Chemistry
If your gifts should soar with theirs
then return the favor they paid you
by providing your gift for those to come.

Yet, also remember those whose skills provided you the opportunity to communicate
with genuis and celebrate
the heritage we share
beyond the coupling that carries
that potential forward to those to come.

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[I remember that well...]

12 November 2006 at 3:13 pm (2000s, Fragment, Poetry, Undated, Untitled)

I remember that well
     the day I shared with you
          the best part of being human.

          Beasts have only their parents to guide them
          or maybe, in some, other members of their clan,
          but man ----
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