Poem: Binary Classroom Sunburst Thing in my Brain

Binary Classroom Sunburst Thing in my Brain

How can I compete

With the gossamer verse
Of Ovid, Homer and Yeats?
A lyrical tongue,
Blessed with the ability
To sing Kepler’s harmonies
But never to wrap around and
Truly taste the finer eons-aged
Wine of the galaxy
At least not yet,
Not now
Not until I’ve been born into
A million skies
And felt the vibration of each star
Making electromagnetic patterns
On my skin
My mind,
Like a binary star
Sucking what I learn
From a the confines of a classroom
And a limited Earth-view
Knew knowledge mixing with old
Which mixes with collective
Ancient Intuition
Convecting, convecting
Connecting, correcting
Before grasping and
Finally projecting
With flashes of infinite clarity
At the force of 1,000,000 miles per hour
Collapsing under the weight of new realization
From a source 27,000,000 degrees
Too hot for me to hold on to for very long
Still
The rip is made
The burgeoning aurora in my mind
Largely protected
From the full force
Of what I seek to find
By the starkness of an earth-bound space and time
And from the flash
Through the crack
The star-dust settles
Crushed rainbow crystals
Sparkling in the enlightenment
Reflections of truth
And I can’t quite seem to hold onto
Kepler or Plato or Einstein for too long
Their theories like a never really forgotten song
From my childhood that I can’t quite remember
But the feeling stays
And the pull stays
Like gravity
Like a truth I found this one time
For five minutes
A puzzle exploded into a million fragments
That will take me forever to piece back together
It fades a bit
But glows steadily
The promise of another truth
Held in the small ball of angelic white
Stellar light
I pick it up
Truth the size of my pinky nail
Weighing eight tons
And I put it in my ear,
And it stays
A little nugget of flowing truth
From what I learned in class this year