Rubai Sixty Seven - Bruce Moody

[Larry Robinson]

Rubai Sixty Seven


Enervating and hopeless
you may imagine the work awaiting you.
And you would be right.

Worse still, to succeed now you must be cruel
in order not to feel the wrong you must do.

Be as dumb as geese who change-off leading
as they victory together across a fresh and ancient sky.

Be dumb if you are dumb.
Be smart if that.
But listen, for you all have the same thing to say:

The come-and-go of God –
that is the gratitude stammering as you voice it.

You have, in yourselves, employment.
An old man tells you this.
Although in no way can you imagine that
in the room of youth that is yours.

Other rooms will come 
slowly surprising you.
Your life’s job is to live it to its end.
But your Life’s job awaits you, 
stored.

So never mind “correctness” –
that groupspeak of long-faced worthies.

Already you hear this this: I once felt as you feel now.
And didn’t know of
all the rooms to come – I had no idea – 
the rooms – the wonderful terrible rooms.

	- Bruce Moody

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