chase the sun

06/30/2009

What does it benefit a man to chase the sun?
like marking lines in the sand at low tide
all efforts washed away by new dawns
steps to the east, then back to the west
staggering confused under the glowing orb
resigned and defeated, he chases the moon
instead of gold, now in search for platinum
yet one follows the other in a waltz-like dance
dizzying the mind with reflected light

Then what does it benefit him to stand still?
like a stone by a river, getting wet only with rain
the action passes by, while lichen grows like apathy
a man’s muscles atrophy and his brain wilts
though he has the sky to dance for him
none of the experiences are his own to cherish
movies of men chasing and capturing, leaving desire

So perhaps it is not the destination or the goal?
the lines of age, the scars of battle, the passport stamps
in the journey, there is frustration and disappointment
and the option remains to sit back and watch
take in the racing river or the dancing sky
but in following the sun and playing with the stars
rolling in the river to shake off the debris of failure
man finds the gold and platinum of life’s purpose

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4 Responses to “chase the sun”

  1. wally426 said

    “the action passes by, while lichen grows like apathy
    a man’s muscles atrophy and his brain wilts
    though he has the sky to dance for him”

    Not only did you use the word “lichen”, but this portion of the piece was incredible.

    “The cautious Soul collaborates with the Astral action just as the skilled peasant collaborates with Nature when plowing and digging.” ~Picatrix

  2. Joseph Harker said

    Feel like I might have already dropped by and been stunned by the quality of your verse, but perhaps it’s just deja vu… anyway, I am expressing my appreciation now and hope you don’t mind me adding you to my list. 🙂 Wonderful stuff!

  3. Matt said

    “man finds the gold and platinum of life’s purpose” – by maybe a combination of all three. I guess the mix of the three and the emphasis on each area is down to the individual.

    Interesting poem, Vic.

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