Even if we disagree on whether or not we evolved in the past...
...we can still agree that we need to evolve in the present.
We are many animals
and this time I am
the rainbow trout--
prone to leap
into the air
where I'm told
I don’t belong
but when I see the sun spangling
on soft summer waters
a lightning impulse
propels me up
from my dark home--
to try to breathe what my lungs
can not yet process--
to taste a light so much richer
than the poor beams that filter
down from the surface.
When people see me
in that sudden moment
they exclaim: “Look--a rainbow!”
I’m so glad they’re glad:
I have little to offer now
but that glimpse of joy.
I believe these short leaps
prepare me for the big transition--
when I land on the bank
of a new evolution--maybe to die
in the sand, but even so, to be seen
as more than I have been--
I’m waiting for my hook
to pull me up, to serve me up--
I’m pulling for my hook
because only in full light can I have air
and sing the storm song that strums me,
surrender to an aspiration that rachets me,
and in so doing, obey an in-born desire
to be a happy sacrifice.
But until that time arrives
I’ll strengthen myself
on the worms and the flies
like any good housekeeper.
© 2008, Michael R. Patton