My Brother
To Ryan and me, myself and I
Right here, inside you, your heart beats the drum,
My dearest friend, my brother, I decree:
But close your eyes and see your kingdom come.
*
The finished you which you seek to become
Is wrought within. Just listen. Simply be
Right here. Inside you, your heart beats the drum.
*
Quiet your vain desire to become
Enough. Cast off your vaunted pedigree.
But close your eyes and see your kingdom come.
*
No Melody on earth will ever come
To soothe your tender heart and set you free.
Right here, inside you, your heart beats the drum.
*
To go to where you are, you’ve just come from;
There is no other place you need to see.
But close your eyes and see your kingdom come.
*
I speak the truth; if not, God strike me dumb.
You mirror-man, you, I, myself and me:
Right here, inside you, your heart beats the drum,
But close your eyes and see your kingdom come.
*
(I sat in the big blue chair of my living room and wrote this for my dear friend and for me, as a reminder. as a mantra. Just the sounds of a softly ticking clock, muted tapping of keys and the occasionally constant passing car)
About the Creator
Ward Norcutt
Playwright and poet.
My goal as a writer is to write thoughtful pieces of prose, poetry and stage plays. Hopefully, the end results are entertaining and engaging, with layers of meaning that make sense to the whole or a theme therein.
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Comments (6)
My new favorite villanelle. Goodness, Ward. You're spectacular. This one brought a sorrow to the soul, for those who have forgotten their worth. What a powerful mantra indeed. I sure hope this gets the recognition I feel it deserves. ❤️
Thank you for another beautifully crafted thought provoking piece Ward.
“Mantra” is exactly what I thought while reading. This is important. Awesome piece, Ward!
A beautiful (and needed reminder). Thank you for writing this.
Very moving. Good work Ward.
A very powerful piece of work.