A Gesture Of Meaning Poem by Daniel Brick
A Gesture Of Meaning
I uncurl the tight fist of my right hand.
It relaxes. I raise my right arm slowly,
fingers stretched and pointing upward.
Pointing to what? Perhaps a trace of
moonlight or even of starlight
just barely visible. Or perhaps
my hand seeks to grasp a pocket
of air to bring it closer
to earth so it spreads the purity
of the high heavens over our valley
of existence. What am I to believe?
Is believing in something higher and better
the answer to the riddle of our lives?
Or does the answer lie scattered everywhere,
and we must pick up the pieces and assemble
a whole that has never existed before?
Is that what humans are meant to do? Is that
the goal of stretching our grasp and grabbing
whatever we can bring into our ken so that
our brief lives display a redeeming beauty?
Very intriguing. I may be incorrect, but it seems to me that you are painting a beautiful picture here that metaphorically says: releasing, letting go, is finding... beautiful.
Moon light, star light and pure air, the things a poet seeks always- Without them a poet will be suffocated.Our earth and its inhabitants too need light and pure air to sustain.Your imagery of grasping pure air to bring it closer is beautiful.
I raise my right arm slowly, fingers stretched and pointing upward. Pointing to what? Perhaps a trace of moonlight or even of starlight just barely visible. Or perhaps my hand seeks to grasp a pocket of air to bring it closer to earth so it spreads the purity of the high heavens over our valley of existence. What am I to believe? Is believing in something higher and better the answer to the riddle of our lives? - A great poem indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/16/2025 5:53:28 AM # 1.0.0
I believe in God the Creator so I will not comment on that aspect of your poem, But as usual, you pose good questions that need not frighten anyone but give people an opportunity to privately review their own beliefs. You are a brilliant man and poet and I am glad to have met you on PH and see your remarkable talent in action! Top marks