When it happens you will know.
by Steven McCabe
You navigate the sacred & you navigate the profane.
You navigate transient & symbolic worlds.
You navigate the fire extinguishers of culture.
You navigate the hypnotizing sucrose of media.
You navigate the razzle-dazzle of illusion in a surrealistic
disordering of the senses.
You navigate translucent nourishment within
the blood & dreams of your ancestors.
In all of this you are certain.
When it happens you will know.
You are surrounded by shadows.
Shadows lead to this moment.
A moment determining the future.
In nourishment you navigate.
In navigation you are nourished.
In all of this you are certain.
When it happens you will know.
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Wow. I love this one. It speaks to me of the sudden frissons of recognition I feel when I stumble upon something powerful and potentially life-changing .
Hi Jeanie, Thank you for your visit and thoughts. Your description completes the puzzle of this poem for me. And leaves the door open or opening. I’m glad you saw this when it was at this point and not earlier stages.