Blink - He's Just That Swift

blink
(for tweety)

i know a man who can run
the future to a blurred stream
of each and every yesterday.
reliving each moment
day by day, one by one;
a second, in each and every
breath of our shared lifetime.
yes, my brother is that swift.
and if you blink,
you can hear
the stutter of his excitement
as he talks about his
lightening quickness.
or the time some one challenged him
and lost...
or that time, along the milky way
when he raced comets
and hurdled stars.
or when he out ran the sun,
forcing it to kiss the moon,
and time stood still.
you'll call it an eclipse,
he'll say it was a misstep.
because, before he
left them in the dusk,
he simply wanted them all,
to momentarily share the sky
for each and every one of us to see.
his heart was that big.
sometimes bigger than his deeds.
and if you blink, you can feel the
eurhythmic beat of his heart,
the synchronized rhythm of his life.
he couldn't always explain it,
but it was a party.
he wanted each
and every one of us to dance (so)
he could spin away our sorrows
to the sway of an
Earth Wind & Fire 45.
before a tear could ever fall
he'd wipe it dry with the
melodic sound of an old 78.
if you really needed it
he'd extend the groove and play an LP.
reminding us, sometimes himself,
that we're all classics, in our own way.
and if you blink, you can see and feel
the warmth of his smile.
when his legs weren't as quick.
when it seemed he lost a few steps.
when moments in time,
were faster than we liked,
or ever wanted.
he knows the race is not always won by the swift,
but he has his father's pride
his mother's determination,
a legacy, and a name to live up to.
for him there is no end,
there is no finish line.
so he'll keep going, and going, and going.
faster than his legs could ever take him.
past our fears, past our sorrow,
past what we can ever believe, perceive or selfishly accept.
stubbornly, he will run freely;
not just in our hearts, but in our minds.
blink and you can see his essence.
blink and you can feel his presence.
blink and you'll hear his laughter.
blink and you'll snap to his beat.
blink and you will move to his rhythm
blink. blink. blink.
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blink past the tears that cloud your vision
blink to catch a glimpse of him.
see, what'd I tell ya?
my brother's not gone,
man, he's just that swift...

kdtaylor, 2006
section 8 coffee publications
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