Before catastrophe

when the suitable conditions prevail
it matters little what the trigger is
when a portion of the world is ripe
just about everything will suffice
no matter how subtle or light
to unleash a storm of sorts
that makes the system cross
that tenuous threshold
into a different realm

Marcus Antoninus


Author: Marcus Antoninus

Philosopher, poet and lover of life.

2 thoughts on “Before catastrophe”

  1. Lovely. This reminds me of May Sarton’s poem, reread recently here on WP. Your words are more succinct, yet every bit as powerful. Aloha.

    Have you not wounded yourself
    And battered those you love
    By sudden motions of evil,
    Black rage in the blood
    When the soul, premier danseur,
    Springs toward a murderous fall?
    The furies possess you.


    Have you not surprised yourself
    Sometimes by sudden motions
    Or intimations of goodness,
    When the soul, premier danseur,
    Perfectly poised,
    Could shower blessings
    With a graceful turn of the head?
    The angels are there.


    The angels, the furies
    Are never far away
    While we dance, we dance,
    Trying to keep a balance
    To be perfectly human
    (Not perfect, never perfect,
    Never an end to growth and peril),
    Able to bless and forgive
    This is what is asked of us.


    It is light that matters,
    The light of understanding.
    Who has ever reached it
    Who has not met the furies again and again?
    Who has reached it without
    Those sudden acts of grace?

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