Iridescent

The notes-
Empty, crystal
Shimmering in the air
Slowly shatter
And release their rainbow treasure
Like raindrops
They fall shimmering
Until they hit

They are iridescent,
Gleaming,
Beautiful,
The purity of ice.
They are feathers,
Touching me,
Sending fire through my bones,
And shivers down my spine.
They bring my tears-
Of joy,
           Joy and anguish
Tangled, inseparable

I feel as if I’m
Falling
Falling
Falling
With the rain
Rain of crystal notes
The potential to bring one thing-
Ruin
Or salvation
To the world.

The notes surround me,
Surround me as I watch,
Watch the world-
Does it burn,
Explode,
Decimate,
DESTROY?
Or does it heal,
Rejuvenate,
Regenerate,
LIVE?
Or is it both?
It always was.

The duality-
The darkest blacks
And the purest whites,
All the grays in between-
Such is our existence,
Always changing,
Fighting,
Unwilling to accept,
We will always be the same.

We live our lives-
A flash,
A bang,
Then gone,
Leaving others to flash away.
Some say it is meaningless,
Not knowing that their one flash
Helps the world grow-
One life dies
And two replace it.
We are solid for an instant
A second in the shadow of infinity,
Long enough to share your heartbeats
With the universe,
Trying to make our mark
When it was there all along.

We search for a sign,
A symbol,
Something to show us
A better life,
A higher purpose,
What is wrong with what we have?
We should accept
What we cannot change
Take our laments
And let them dissolve
Settling
With the dust of our fears and worries.
Not closing Pandora’s box-
Our darkness make us human-
But don’t dwell on the death
The sickness
The poverty
Instead, focus on the solution
which was there all along.

Everyone is like this.
I am too.
I never said I wasn’t-
I suffer from the human condition.
Our virtues-
Compassion,
Forgiveness,
Sadness.
Our flaws-
Hate,
Stubbornness,
Anger.
Our gifts-
Music,
Dance,
Writing.
Our curses-
Disease,
Frailty,
Hope.

All of us are good,
As much as we are bad,
And all the things in between.
We are everything and nothing,
Potential
Bottled and given form.
We simply are.
We have no need to prove our existence.
We are here,
And that is proof enough.
We need only enjoy life-
Our virtues
And our flaws.
Nobody is perfect-
Imperfections make us real.
Being perfect is unnatural-
An imperfection in itself.
I don’t expect you to accept this,
Most of you won’t.
It’s who you are.
So be who you want
And live vicariously
Through yourself.