THE NEW DAY, THE MOUNTAIN, THE SUN, AND THE SHADE 

By Jane Mabrysmith 

©Neatomajick Productions 2019 

 

I like sitting on the mountain 

Away from all this mess: 

The knots, the strings, the ties, the hooks that bind 

Everyone into hardened fractures- 

Beliefs pieced together in a shape 

Unintended: 

oblivious awareness 

 

And how do we wake them? 

And how do we 

Tell them it’s time 

For school 

When the alarm clock works 

But no one 

uses it; no one cares 

Just an apparatus: a pointless stare... 

 

Like the clock’s tick 

Made us all unaware of the world within ourselves 

And without 

It means nothing to them when the clock ticks ahead 

The sonic pitch 

Falls dead against the cochlea’s end... 

 

My head pounds as my mind explodes into tiny million fragments. 

There’s no more room in the body 

For the broken lines 

Scattered behind your sleeping eyes 

Can be seen now. 

It is seen now! 
 

And you don’t know who’s looking 

And you don’t know 

Who’s been counting 

And you don’t know 

Who’s been waiting 

For this 

Time to arrive! 

 

Oh blast from the past 

Blast me like the last time you saw me crawling from the crevasse of hell 

Do tell me, when was that me? 

The echo rings like a vow I made before I could breathe 

In the open sea 

 

Tell me! 

Was that really me? ! 

 

The cross roads is clear, trust me, I know the way 

Cause I made it. 

Step forward tall, for the mountain is yours 

Once and for all! 

Welcome to the new day! 

 

And I’ve been here before, 

Years ago 

When I could say I knew 

Everything 

About nothing 

And nothing 

About everything... 

But this I know, 

This I know: 

Nothing about nothing 

 

There is only the heart and the breath, 

The new day, and the mountain, the sun, and the shade 

Carve me into the cliff where I will always meet the wave 

For as still as I might, nature always has the last say.

 

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