Thundering Daylight

Outside somewhere in the deep up high
echoes blue ideas slamming against a sky,
reverberating unspoken resonance
ancient
unique
inevitable but
spilling no tears today, refusing the fusion of earth and sky
just these innumerable possibilities, longings, worlds not here,
mysteries not allowed,

no

big

deal

“auspicious time to make it inevitable….” only just a major something where there’s

no game in the field.

Only. From what I can see.

But this thundering daylight
booming through the sky
and my heart
without regard for the breaking,

no way to control it,
no way to re-know it or
or do anything but simply allow…

allow as I feel,
allow as I affirm the truth,
the raw insistent echo of so much
more worth than the big no,

nada,
almost,
not quite,
not at all.

Thundering daylight
claiming fullness not yet here…
sunlight laughing delays, obstructions
for all the rain refusing,
and likely never knowing those precious fields
haunted with endless calls
from a heart not given

across a bridge hurting,
saying so much thundering daylight
with no rain.