Voilà ! here I am, here We be

L. B. Mek


Notice of absence from L. B. Mek
'fare ye well' kind friends


 

Voilà !

here I am, here We be

 

(“Sometimes, as I drift idly on

Walden Pond

I cease to live and begin, to be.”

from Walden, by David Thoreau)

 

This, one of life’s surreal moments

Most will recognise

In a kitchen, stilled

Waiting for that microwave to ding

 

Time itself demeaned, to a mirage of irrelevance

 

Meandering thoughts, suddenly hijacked

Intercepted, by unhindered awareness

Inadvertently life’s present, now unveiled

 

Enticed by Nature’s voraciously ubiquitous, vitality

 

A nature I know is too busy, to take notice of me

These birds, trees and sky-draped aliveness

And I musing upon such wonder, a window removed

 

Looking-in, this outsider status a common theme

 

I belong to a sense of self I never grew in-to

Every morning I await a realisation of oneness of self

A maturity to offer me peace in my own skin

 

It has been this way, I fear it will ever be this way.

 

That we forge out of a need to belong

Yields, fruits as a sampling of selfhood

Yet we dwell

Within social contracts devoid of worth

 

What is lineage, legacy or posterity

When

Fallibility’s red button, can annihilate

Every

Nuclear family, without provocation!

 

A three day butterfly, saunters

I rejoice in its unperturbed effervescence

Symbolic of summer’s last hurrah, August

Flowers strutting one last time

 

Timelessness is gleaned in such small details

 

Now

It is our now, we must cherish

Like that butterfly

Like those flowers

Like our very next meal

Now

I look up and anchor myself

Within a gust of wind

I too am magnificently ephemeral

 

We, all

A part of existence’s chaos

We, all

Belong to that, meaningful

nothingness.

 

A ding, a sigh and a gifted smile

Breathing, blinking, walking, eating

There is beauty in our mundane

 

Voilà! Let it be

I’ll be a witness

To my worth

Ink these words

To remind us all

 

There is value in our struggle

In simply seeking, our peace

In realising

Those precious moments, free

From challenges n distractions

 

We must remember

Try, to never forget

Before it’s too late…

 

 

© L. B. Mek

August 2023

  • Author: L. B. Mek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 4th, 2023 02:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: Song is about facing who we are and who we want to be, specifically for Emma her dream to sing and below is the original singer's version with english subtitles ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQ18LJVJnaM )
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  • Teddy.15

    If ever there was an inspiring poet Mek it is you.

    There is value in our struggle

    In simply seeking, our peace

    In realising

    Those precious moments, free

    From challenges n distractions

    Beautiful. 💖

    • L. B. Mek

      🧡
      your words are as bright as London's Sahara dust, kissed
      Sunrise scenes, this morning
      thank you! dear cherished friend
      I strive to one day be worthy of your unfailingly effusive support

    • LIZ

      Lord!! Just the video alone had my heart crying. Such a serious subject. We don't realize how lucky we are....we GET TO......experience! However that comes, or what it looks like..."In simply seeking, our peace in realising Those precious moments, free From challenges n distractions". ✨️ "A ding, a sigh and a gifted smile", they're all precious...including the ones meant to be lessons. "There is value in our struggle", yes indeed!! Each moment forms who we are or are trying to be.
      Very emotional read! We must remember! "Here I am, in the noise and the silence"! Loved it! 🪄 ✨️



      • L. B. Mek

        I smile, but not with lips or thought
        something
        much closer to a pulse's vibration
        but deeper..
        I am humbled kind Poet
        I am grateful
        I thank you! wholehartedly

        • LIZ

          🖤🖤🖤🖤 I see you!!!

        • aDarkerMind

          good to see you are still impressing all with your poetic talent L B Mek;
          good to see you again.

          • L. B. Mek

            ahhhhhh!
            cherished Poet, such a wonderful surprise
            you've got me smiling all-teeth
            thinking you may have new poetry for me to feast upon
            hope all is well kind friend
            and thank you for checking-in, you've been missed

            • aDarkerMind

              good to be back my friend, and I have missed you and all, and I will catch up with all you have written;

            • orchidee

              I be liking this!

            • Caring dove

              You always have an interesting and engaging way with words

              This line really stands out

              I look up and anchor myself
              Within a gust of wind

              Love that line


              I think we all need to feel that connection to our real true self to our worth and to the world

              I liked reading this 🙂 and like the mention of those butterfly’s and flowers

              I know I ajways feel that bit better when I feel more connected

              • L. B. Mek

                so true, wise Poet
                finding an anchor a connection
                that reciprocates what we need
                can transform our lives, whatever that thing is
                a hobby, a gust of wind or someone special..
                (so glad you enjoyed the read, dear Poet
                hope all is well with you n your sister
                thank you! for the kind support)

              • sorenbarrett

                A vividly real existential depiction. I felt I was looking through that window into this poem. "Time itself demeaned, to a mirage of irrelevance" again my friend we seem linked in thought since I have just touched on this in my last poem.
                Despite the seriousness of this poem I love your playful play on words:
                "Fallibility’s red button, can annihilate
                Every
                Nuclear family, without provocation!"
                "A three day butterfly, saunters
                I rejoice in its unperturbed effervescence
                Symbolic of summer’s last hurrah, August
                Flowers strutting one last time"
                A beautiful and poignant passage.
                All summed up in the next line.
                "Timelessness is gleaned in such small details"
                Such a feeling of Gestalt in this piece.
                "Now
                It is our now, we must cherish"
                Beyond the literary beauty of this pieces words in deep wisdom amd meaning.

                • Lorenz

                  Voila Emma la voix et la voie !

                  • L. B. Mek

                    such a detailed summarisation of my humble scribble
                    you spoil me kind friend, thank you!
                    and I think 'darkfragrance' has a point
                    I think that sweet girls defiant voice
                    helped get my message across a lot

                  • Eugene S.

                    Absolutely beautiful. "A window removed" - I dare say we all are, and that is what makes this poem so relatable.

                    • L. B. Mek

                      yeah, I think we're still
                      in that 'age of anxiety' Auden categorised
                      helps explain that removed-from, feel of reality
                      (lol but what do i know)
                      glad you could relate, dear Poet
                      thank you!

                    • Sakwa Franc

                      What is lineage, legacy or posterity

                      When

                      Fallibility’s red button, can annihilate

                      Every

                      Nuclear family, without provocation!""

                      What a diction of words .. iam always carried away by the flow of your ink

                      Good work LB

                      • L. B. Mek

                        yes I do like those lines as well
                        your recognition of my humble efforts
                        means a lot dear Poet, thank you!

                      • John Prophet

                        Your mind/thoughts, incredibly deep.
                        Insightful write.
                        JP

                        • L. B. Mek

                          ha! says you
                          the thought provoking metaphysical Poet
                          but I thank you and cherish your kindness

                        • Parisab

                          I was mourning the passage of summer and ‘the august flowers strutting one last time’. But your words shake you enough in the ‘skin of maturity’ but it was also great for sipping like this Holiday’s Monday morning news paper-I shall be reading this work for this week to come-your poetry as always connects to many elements and dimensions as always! Thank you for the gift Mek!

                          • L. B. Mek

                            glad you enjoyed it wise sister and cherished Poet
                            contemplative, is a mood we artist's like to dwell in
                            and indeed, rather than mourn summer's end
                            we could just easily look forward to autumn's
                            breath taking leaves n crunchy scenes
                            perspective, we just need a little helpful push

                            • Parisab

                              You certainly helped with the push:)

                            • Bella Shepard

                              My dear friend you have touched every fiber of my being with this poem, and I can't help but cry tears of gratitude as I write this comment. I am so stunned by the overwhelming nature of this piece. It is intense, beautiful, liberating, sad, joyful, everything. This is a masterpiece of love , written for all life, that is inherent in you dear L.B. I am privileged to know and love all that you are. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. A million fav"s.

                              • L. B. Mek

                                for once you've overwhelmed me, wordless
                                I'm not sure what I've done to deserve such kind words
                                but am so grateful for them, cherished friend
                                thank you! you humble me

                              • Neville


                                Hey brother Mek ..

                                what has not already been said here, is hardly worth saying ..

                                and so I rest easy and shall serve but as an echo for each of those who got here before me .. Bravo sir M

                                Neville

                                • L. B. Mek

                                  funny, as grateful as am for all the effusive support
                                  it be your simple words that have my eyes glistening
                                  thank you! Hyung
                                  (although i feel I owe that wonderful girl's voice
                                  for most of the reflected praise I've received)
                                  I feel Amelie's bright smile, affected me
                                  as deeply as Emma's defiant voice..
                                  (my thoughts went to her and you all week
                                  hope she's doing better)

                                • Introverted Sage

                                  This is such a beautifully relatable write!
                                  Truly a way with words you have.
                                  Thank you for sharing!

                                  • L. B. Mek

                                    I'm so glad you could relate, dear Poet
                                    thank you! so kind

                                  • Thomas W Case

                                    Great poem. Seize the day.



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