SEE

Seeing is believing. Therefore See

Watch my world unfolding happily

A simple gaze and Heaven is in view

Let us see whatever may come through

2

Oh, the lights are resting in midair

Before parallel bars across the street

Close by a boat riding on rolling waves

Upon a card that speaks of Fathers’ Days

3

My keyboard stands before a plastic box

Filled with what suggests a paradox

They once were papers I just had to keep

Now they lack all motion. They’re asleep

4

Could I revive within me the music I once made

Or even replicate the chords that I once played

I’d be a YouTube hit most certainly

With endless Spirits watching over me

5

Then everything would turn to comedy

And that may be the truth of all I see

No gravity, just pataphysical

No mourning the demise of the political

5

See and believe. What do you see

Everything comes oh so readily

Matters not why how or what

It’s all divine. No if. No but