Life Courageous


Time Bomb ~ Philip Brent Harris

What gifts given and received would will my words to sing
Tripping lightly from my brain, my heart, my tongue
Able to express the subtle hopes of anything and everything
The true name of all the life and death I live among

Would my hearing need to be honed exceeding fine
So I would hear the stars in far-flung, long-past galaxies
Celestial choirs heralding death and birth aligned.
Star stuff, or are such fancies flights mere follies, fallacies

Would my touch then feel the gavotte of each dancing atom
Measuring vast distances within the hidden space between
What soft caress of hand or mind or heart might touch upon
The secret whorls revealing life unimagined and unseen

Would my vision perceive the darkness on its constant course
My wan light struggling in its Stygian depths to illuminate
In hopes to watch and learn the unknown dance, perforce
To bear witness to the ever-present miracle which we all await

Would I taste the sweet liquid molten fires of first creation
Would icy space and fiery suns my timid palette scald
Must I know the sweet blood-taste of time’s predation
Till my lips and teeth, stained red, in their turn are mauled

Would that I could always live my life with full intention
Aware, invested and content in each glorious moment
Though struggling to complete myself, without dissension
Till all that was, is, and will ever be share my joy and lament


People Over Politics, World Over Wealth!

Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,

Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment

Unite the World!


See more of my creative offerings at:

Philip Brent Harris Fine Art, Digital Art and Photography

Brent Harris Fine Art

Philip Brent Digital  Art


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