on the other side of tomorrow

Sundance - 2014

on the other side of tomorrow

when you decided to go to the sundance

you had butterflies in your stomach

and  a ball of yarn in your mind

your psyche had been ripping away at the strands

connecting the being to the unbeing, the seen to the unseen

interweavings which hold together the fabric of allthingness

now perhaps though

patterns drawn free of intent  to understand

battle the restless night sky without expectation

pursuit of order withdrawn to honor the empty rich black dawn

which horse will pull the embers hot to your toes

when you break down and decide to hide or face the fire

underneath your skin of resistance

when the last dancer leaves the  arbor

the tree still stands with red and blue and lavender flags

waving "hecatu welo" as you aimlessly stumble again into the glaring questions

the cosmos does not wait for us

songs sung in quadzillions of atoms racing toward completion of function

while you wonder in heavy real time the purpose of nothingness or beingness

three pounds of cells in a skull and no idea the truth of truths

cut off the legs of purpose, the sense of duty, commitment to audience, family, world

what remains?

now, and you

remove the veil of belief and trash the dogma laden with expectancies and righteousness

what continues?

now, and you

amplify and slaughter the duality of right and wrong that defines character and conduct

what lingers?

now, and you

can complexity be this simple

when 50 billion cells die a pauper's death each day

falling into obscurity with no chance of recovery

change becomes at once inevitable opportunity

scrub the war paint, remove the feathers

adorn the insignificance of the other side of tomorrow

the now, the you

living in ash and flame