The Boy’s Mother

by Nick Andrea

The dusking sunlight cascades down through the window, 93 million miles from the Sun, to illuminate this 6-year old boy’s face, as I sit here listening to him recall every vivid detail of his dream;

the account of his nocturnal escapade mesmerizes me;
he stumbles over words a nervous system that age does not need to know – “chrysalis,” for one, among others;

driven by pure curiosity this spirit-as-flesh – alive, aware, bubbling – is not entirely a real thing, that is to say, a separate thing;

but that what is seen is also the space between;
that space interests me more than the words,
which from it derive their context, as if it were mothering them;

each passing sound anticipates the next,
ever
silently
in
motion;

undying, it has been here since before Abraham;
the ground upon which the dinosaurs walked;
the ferocious serenity before the first explosion, fourteen and a half billions years ago;
will remain when this world and all other worlds perish, beckoning the next form into existence;

what is this timeless chrysalis,
right here, right now, the space between the one looking and what is seen?

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About NickAndrea19

My goal has always been and continues to be the liberation of minds, my own and what influence I may have on others, to perceive the extraordinary beauty all around us. To this end, I write, play music, and design websites. Don't hesitate to contact me for more information about any of these activities. :)
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