There was a time long ago
when tides would rise and winds would blow
when the stars pulsed spirals of fire across the sky
and all the lunatics saw, and all the lunatics knew
that the two eyes of God had aligned in the sky to give us a glimpse into the divine
And though the sane may deny we gazed through God's eyes
and claim it was just some misfiring synapsis flashing through a crack in our minds
we all knew it was true
we all knew we shared a view into something just too beautiful to prove
and they can't take that away from me and you
Even when the seasons change, summer exceeds its stay, the sun creeps away
and fall shadows grab hold of your brain
and you can feel your will within each withering leaf clinging to the trees of the entire forest surrounding you slipping as they fall down on you
and then when Winter rolls around, your soul retreats deep beneath the frozen ground
and it's calling your body down
and it feels like your ashes are fighting gravity
even then, Spring will come again and invite you to rise too high
and it's up for you to decide if you'll repeat those seasonal tides that will lay waste to your lives
But if you choose to live
you may look out at the sky
and reminisce about those times when the Sun and the Moon would align
and each would find its other eye so that God could cry about what was lost and why
But I tell you not to miss those times
for the Sun still shines and the Moon will still rise
and with just enough light from the far off shine of the sun across the sky
it will keep that divine sight forever alive in your eyes
- Starry Nights: From the film Touched with Fire (Paul Dalio)
