Rubicon’s Reality
Actuality is of no patience
Knows not of empathy
Survives as perfunctory essence
Knowing…
Only imagination serves as foe
To this fortified movement
Where weapons of fact
Notwithstanding
Misjudges the breadth
And reach of creativity’s gentle presence
A force that can bestow on ridged landscapes
Where minions of rule-followers’
Imagination has the sentient power
To invent variations on the facts
Without falsifying realness
Why is such a boundary so enforced?
Why must the “what ifs” of life
Have to face defiance by truth’s reality?
Perhaps…
Unlike Caesar of 49 B.C.
The crossing of the line
Will not cast a die
An irretrievable violation
Some forget…
Rubicon’s reality
Awaits the non-combative
Alliance between realness
And castle-building of another kind
Where conceptualization finds solace
In embracing the imagined compliments of truth
With inventiveness and daring
To stand respectfully before reality
Yet feel the freedom to be of inventive integrity
Such is…
The historical crossing over
Into much of history’s revelations
Where many anonymous free thinkers
Became opponents of lock-step manifest.
Knowing to embrace rubicon’s reality
Was to know true freedom
Through tenacious belief in self
Reminded me of the opening song for every episode of Queen Sugar… "Keep the colors in the lines."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQkWpu7LOYw
Ron