Build as you would like to build
With coloured bricks and concrete mortar
Castles and kingdoms
And Mexican sorcerers,
Singing toes and fancy bats,
Or trolls decked with black top hats
Perhaps.
Forget your learned words and bitter truths
Create your own
And enjoy your youth, a bright red apple
On an old fig tree,
Young one you are in all the sense
Fabulously free.
Notice how the world rotates
The shapes and colours and smells and hues
How the Night supports the bone-white moon
How the Sun burns the summer sky blue
How it burns and burns and ebbs
For you
My dear, become
The flower that grew
Petals bright
And a soul
So light
As light as a flying, fluttering kite
You fly and flutter
Into
The darkest night
Though
Sometimes
The night is long
And all the light
Vanishes like an imagined wight
And leaves you
To your fated plight
So you burn and crash
As a fallen kite.
But don't you mind. There are days like this,
Weeks and more
Where nothing will make sense
Perhaps ever at all -
Because life is built on rocky shores
So let the truth be a riddle
You dare to solve.
Should the rain pour and pour
Drowning all your shine
Build a boat, aligned
To your great mind's eye,
And watch
As your sails
Fly in the wind
Because, my love
You were born
To build.
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 4:49 PM UTC
Build as you would like to build
With coloured bricks and concrete mortar
Castles and kingdoms
And Mexican sorcerers,
Singing toes and fancy bats,
Or trolls decked with black top hats
Perhaps.
Forget your learned words and bitter truths
Create your own
And enjoy your youth, a bright red apple
On an old fig tree,
Young one you are in all the sense
Fabulously free.
Notice how the world rotates
The shapes and colours and smells and hues
How the Night supports the bone-white moon
How the Sun burns the summer sky blue
How it burns and burns and ebbs
For you
My dear, become
The flower that grew
Petals bright
And a soul
So light
As light as a flying, fluttering kite
You fly and flutter
Into
The darkest night
Though
Sometimes
The night is long
And all the light
Vanishes like an imagined wight
And leaves you
To your fated plight
So you burn and crash
As a fallen kite.
But don't you mind. There are days like this,
Weeks and more
Where nothing will make sense
Perhaps ever at all -
Because life is built on rocky shores
So let the truth be a riddle
You dare to solve.
Should the rain pour and pour
Drowning all your shine
Build a boat, aligned
To your great mind's eye,
And watch
As your sails
Fly in the wind
Because, my love
You were born
To build.
