Loneliness & Learning
By Calibur Kiss: Originally written March 2005, Edited February 2006
Learning is Awakening
Making manifest the unclear
Rubbing your eyes
Stretching out your arms
Breathing in fresh, crisp air.
It is smelling the dew that grins in dawn's glow
It is watching the sunrise, pinking the sky so slow,
It is experiencing a feeling that goes
B e y o n d--the senses.
Rewarding, refreshing, invigorating
It is like Shakespeare at the Globe
Or Einstein in his study.
It is incomparable to any thrill or bliss, sorrow or rage…
Until you feel the fickle frustration of confusion
Gnawing at you because you are a fool.
You pour your energy into this enigma,
Attempting to comprehend.
Then dawn rises and you Awaken again!
All that jazz suddenly comes together
Rich saxophones singing sweetly from your soul,
Their sounds intertwining in a perfect weave of harmony.
The books and logic click
You can soar.
Suddenly all the "yeahs" and "wazzups" and "stupids"
They don't make s-e-n-s-e
The hip-hop cookie cutters are conformists
The confident, the proud, the brave—
They are silly as hooting owls,
Nothing but hooting and blinking with glazed eyes.
You want to show them, FORCE them
To open those glued shut eyes.
You look inside their heads and find
Empty ghost towns inside.
Smart girl doesn't fit in.
Smart girl will never get along.
Stupid smart girl. She's such a dumb 4.0.
She thinks she is so clever with her books and her grades
Her logic, her practicalities, her philosophies, her ideologies
But what does she really have in life?
Carpe diem: That's what the books cry.
The books and their pages filled with wisdom
Withered bindings and leather covers hiding
Secret sources of sagacity.
I've been Awakened and it certainly is