Complete Poem by I.J. Benjamin

the grocery boys
and girls
at malls
and my friends
and my foes
they don't know

they don't know
what a mountain
knows
what
sunrise
knows
they don't know
what the
leaves
and the
wind
and the
bees
know.

they have no
clue,
and it is sad for them
and sad for us all
that they don't
know.

because sometimes at
night
when the moon might be
bright,
when everyone is
asleep
it comes out from
somewhere,
from the air and maybe from
me
and for that tiny
glimpse
i know it too and
i feel as never
before,
and though i
am,
i am alone
no more

for that tiny
glimpse
i stand with mountains,
i stand
complete