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| Double rainbow, Mauzac, France 2007 |
I eat impossible for breakfast
There’s nothing I can’t do
If only my mind I put to the task
Of believing it’s possible, when of me my spirit asks,
“If you
are alive on this Earth count one, two, three!
Breathe
deep, again and again — it’s free!”
The air holds the answer just wait and see.
Where once there was molten lava and ash
Curdling,
burbling
In space did it dash
Round in orbits elliptical
Till seasons appeared quite cyclical.
The day
from the night emerged sure and strong
And earth from the waters along and along.
Small creatures microbial
And algae quite jovial
Simmered until there was oxygen stew.
Along came the plants, the fishes and Pterodactyls
Saber-Tooths, Mammoths,
Then man, woman, child with fire and other practicals.
The oxygen moved from stew to sea
To land and air across the centuries to you and to me.
So the O2 that’s here once lived before
Perhaps in the nose of a dinosaur.
Across the millennia, mountains and desert
Ice age and new age, from castle, igloo and yurt
In the wind, oxygen whirls to animals and plants
It even invades the holes in your pants.
So as impossible as forever may seem
If you but breathe deep of the air
You’ll be on the same team
As the sun and the stars and the moon by night
The tadpoles and polecats and butterflies in flight
You’ll cross eons of history ancient and old
Inhale the courage of heroes and heroines goodly and bold.
So breathe, breathe and breathe again
You’ll find nothing impossible for women and men
And children too
Because the possible is right there in the oxygen stew.
~ 1/20/2014
