Why Not Elevate The Appreciation To A Higher More Delicate And Softer Shade? Poem by RIC BASTASA

higher than the eagle
softer than the cotton

higher, higher than the cliff
softer, softer than the clouds

higher, higher, higher than the highest mountain
softer, softer, softer than the dust of the galaxies

do you feel it now? do you know where the apex is?
do you hear the sound of that vast empty space?

is that what you are looking for? now tell me if i have to go
back inward, inward, inside my heart, inside the molecular structures
of my blood corpuscle, the intricacies of my nerve endings,
the neurons, the positrons, the smallest particle possible inside us

do you feel it too? what do you see in there? is it not the same emptiness
that you have seen out there? now tell me where to go next? now, miss,
tell me what to do next? and i will always do it for you with all my love
with all my human kindness, with all my innate gladness.

tell me if i am lost, tell me if i have to give up hope, tell me.