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The Lightness of the Spheres




In a dream

The world is suddenly darker.

The view is of a vast seemingly empty space stretching to infinity.

Inquiring figures seek to enter

asking why.

Something powerful challenges their entry.

Pawing them

Hands running over and under their clothes

Touching them

Grabbing them all over.

Pulling down their attire.

But garments newly torn or removed

Reassemble

Rearrange

Are restored.

Injuries

Once raw

Heal.

Scars

Ugly reminders

Fade away.

The Inquiring figures are whole once more.

Remade.

Now seen within this vast space are Other figures

They have their arms full of spheres of different dark shades and patterns.

The Inquiring figures say to these Others that you are weighing down the World by holding on to so many darkly shaded patterned spheres.

But the Other figures reply

As they balance in their arms their darkly shaded patterned spheres

They have the right to hold on to what they want.

To listen to who they choose

To believe what they want

To have what they desire.

They ignore the Inquiring figures

Reasons

Facts

History

Science

Pleas.

They deny their own eyes.

But the Inquiring figures

Silently

And simply

Begin adding lightly shaded patterned spheres to those of the darkly shaded patterned spheres that the Other figures are

Holding

Balancing

Trying to maintain control of.

Then as the Other figures find that they have to let go of something in order to balance these new spheres

Or risk losing all of what they hold

They begin to drop some of their more darkly shaded patterned spheres.

And as they replace them with the more lightly shaded patterned ones.

The World begins to brighten again.





© 2019 Bernard Re, Jr.

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