There’s no fear in the place
I’m going to be in a few years,
In the time it takes to tune a piano,
In the decades of a dog’s wagging tail.
There’s nothing scary there.
When I’m as many years older
As there are seconds in a lightyear,
Or sound waves in wallpaper,
I’ll still be cock-a-doodle-doing perfectly
Dandy in a yellow-spotted bouncy way.
When I’ve said and written as many
Words as there are to say on an afternoon,
And when my heart’s as old and big
As orange and gold, as great as
A slide whistle going up, up, up, then,
I’ll see what I saw when I was
The size of a bright laugh:
That all the world, in its infantile grace,
(Even the places nearly shaded from sight)
Is bursting with unexplainable light.
Feb 28, 2011
Feb 28, 2011 at 6:43 PM UTC
There’s no fear in the place
I’m going to be in a few years,
In the time it takes to tune a piano,
In the decades of a dog’s wagging tail.
There’s nothing scary there.
When I’m as many years older
As there are seconds in a lightyear,
Or sound waves in wallpaper,
I’ll still be cock-a-doodle-doing perfectly
Dandy in a yellow-spotted bouncy way.
When I’ve said and written as many
Words as there are to say on an afternoon,
And when my heart’s as old and big
As orange and gold, as great as
A slide whistle going up, up, up, then,
I’ll see what I saw when I was
The size of a bright laugh:
That all the world, in its infantile grace,
(Even the places nearly shaded from sight)
Is bursting with unexplainable light.
Title comes from a cool Val Kilmer movie