THE BIRTH OF SONG

there's something about feeling on top of the world
especially when you get there
even if your pinnacle is not quite the highest
not quite totally above all the rest

of manmade detritus – each pillar
its own point of no return
to the murky ground far below where
everything else is alleged to happen

while the main life decisions are here
always about to happen as you poise
yourself above it all at last –
search in your mind for a jaunty tune

once well known – on the tip of your tongue –
soon you will remember and begin to sing