At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet
I am an atom
A child of Chaos
Inhabiting now a wisp of gas
Now a chip of matter
Travelling for countless billions of years
Riding the star-crowded waves of the cosmos
I have witnessed extraordinary things
I have seen the birth of wondrous worlds and their demise
Flicked casually aside – the butt-ends of space
Thus I voyaged through the universe until I reached this place.
I was a tiny worm wriggling deep in the mud of the restless ocean.
I was a clam clamped to the wave-washed rock
Refusing to give up my secret.
I was one of the first marsupials to heave myself out the water onto the newly-formed land
Waddling with my fins up the primordial sands.
l loped and crouched semi-sapient and half-erect through the dark forests.
I was eyeless at the wheel toiling blindly with slaves.
I was one of the drunken Frankish knights who entered Jerusalem wading waist-high in
I flew point in a V formation of wild geese flying across the Canadian uplands.
I was an eagle quartering the dizzy sky scanning the earth with my piercing eyes
Before diving onto my terrified prey.
I was a pearl diver, plunging down with my weight-stone into the murky green depths,
Forever seeking that glittering prize.
I was the leopard prowling
The rain-drenched gats
Of the Carnatic
I was a drop of dew
Garnered at dawn
In the Western Sands.
I was the blade
That pierced the side
Of the suffering prophet.
I was with my forebears
Crouched on the duck-boards
Of a Celtic-green trench.
I was the banner flouting
The northern sky
Fanning our people cold
I beat the warm thermals
With my featherless wings
I, Icarus, fell.