The Spaces Between

People Over Politics, Country Over Capitulation, World Over Wealth!

Charlemagne ~ Philip Brent Harris

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Shall we talk then, shall we sing,
discuss Rachmaninoff, analyze Proust,
remembrance of future things?
Will you tell me no one knows
what tomorrow brings?
As musicians fingers fly,
over strings, along the keys;
quickly, quickly, come listen.
Not only notes, words,
intonation, intention,
momentary suspension
of belief, disbelief, worry, care.
Moments in amber,
aria of strings chase, flee,
point and counterpoint.
On point, pointillist, can we resist?
Carried along a gentle stream,
ripples, dances,
entrances, grows, builds.
Not yet, but do we hear
approaching rapids,
a mighty waterfall, then,
sudden silence?

We have come ashore.
Interludes of wonder,
breezes, leaves dancing.
We stand, awestruck..
Nature nurtures,
expands before
our ears, our eyes,
miracles and wonders.
Wondering how we have never
noticed, seen, never imagined
this once, before now?
The world’s touch,
when sound and silence
hold equal sway.

The spaces
between spaces,
notes, motes,
light in darkness,
drifting stardust
fills our ears, our eyes,
our hearts, till
we know, this instant, now.
And have no fear,
shadow and bright
struggle eternally,
walking arm in arm.
The villain comes
crashing into the peace,
pursuing a fair maiden,
an innocent child,
any wild thing,
uncontrolled, uncontrollable,
beaten down, yet undefeated.
Tension rises, builds,
accents sharp, cutting,
cutting off. Everything
taken or ignored.
Lost without,
within life’s maze,
abhorred, neglected,
confused, refused,
refusing the offered
villain’s choice.
Their true desire to possess that
which they may never touch,
despite grasping.
Thus, it slips away.
So the chase may begin again.
Softly and sweetly
as a mother’s kiss,
love powers
the turning of the world.
Our tragedy
is not in this, is not this;
that despite all beauty,
wisdom, order,
all balanced
in nature mirrored,
is so rarely acknowledged
or lived a single day.
Until, sublime creation is all
that makes me want to remain.

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Unite the World!

Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment

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