Constellations
by Jay Paul
finding myself to also be a great raven
soaring over a rolling field
of long grass and wildflowers
and a few isolated trees with great canopies
a family walked on a trail mown through the grass
the father a young bearded man pushed
a baby buggy and the pretty young mother
walked along
suddenly realizing that man was me
25 years ago
with my now adult daughter and ex-wife
in a scene that never happened
but is representative nonetheless
because we all did love each other
in our limited and limiting ways
and things did seem open to vast possibilities
then seeing myself as raven floating in the sky
and realizing I am also a constellation
of a great bear high in the sky behind the blue veil of sky
I am a bear constellation watching a soaring raven
who is also me
watching a man who was me a quarter century ago
this could go on
who is watching the great bear
perhaps the moon
there is no end
to the multiplication of selves
across space and time
and this is true not only of me
we are all infinite selves
spread throughout time and space
watching each other
in moments of realization
a vast array
of loose ends
beyond any ken
today in human form
tipping the cup to my lips
tasting the tea supposedly
grown on some obscure farm
in the mountains of Yunnan
that I brewed carefully
according to the directions
of the tea shop owner
who consulted the farmer
supposedly
in that taste I drank the sun of Yunnan
hit the grit of its dirt
in Minnesota
in China a woman gets a pacemaker
made here
of parts coming from mines the world over
the tea is in me
is now of my flesh and marrow
and the pacemaker
is in her regulating
her heart beats
more infinite than myriad selves
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