If only the truth could be known about every mystery…
if only every side of an argument could be
made and proven equally…
if only everyone could know
what someone else is going through…
if only the right words can be found,
at the right time, to be able to express
what can be hard to say about why things happened
the way that they happened
and what the consequences of them
continue to mean to you.
Some people are just better at doing certain things,
some people are just better at remembering certain details,
some people are just better at explaining
the reason why the pieces of a puzzle
all fit together and create a certain image,
some people are just better at making sense of the world
and coming up with a solution to solve
multiple problems all at once -
and then there are those people who
claim they are not special in the slightest,
but who can recite great depths of detail
and trivia about a specific passion of theirs
that they could talk about for hours on end.
For some people, it doesn’t take much to make them happy…
for some people, they don’t need to know
what is going on with anything or anyone else
other than those in their inner circle of family and friends…
for some people, it wouldn’t matter if they were told
that we had been visited by multiple time-travellers,
by countless dimensional-tourists,
by an untold number of intergalactic
extraterrestrial species from many different worlds,
because some people try to focus only on
what they know for certain
and the reality of what is right in front of them…
for some people, actions matter more than words;
when it comes to who we are, what we are,
what we know, what we do, what we have done,
where we have been, and who and what we love,
I believe that only each of us
can give an honest opinion on
what code we choose to live by
and how we justify the actions that we take -
because we are the only one who truly knows ourselves
and we are the only one
who can explain the reason for the steps
that we have taken upon the path of our lives,
from our perspective,
chapter and verse.
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The Storyteller: Chapter and Verse
“Chapter and Verse” is a poem taken from Mark’s 2025 poetry collection ‘The Storyteller‘ – now available to purchase in hardback and as an ebook from Amazon.
Listen on Apple Podcasts and read a transcript.
My Poem ‘Music-verse’
Before the download,
before the CD,
before the cassette tape,
before the vinyl;
before we were telling
the time of the day by sundial;
before the flute, before the drum;
before anyone ever had any thought
to what music of any kind was,
the music of nature has been playing on repeat –
lyrics, melodies, fast, slow,
deep, epic, uplifting, inspiring,
mystifying, electrifying,
amazing, permeating beats.
Before the first sunrise,
before the first drop of rain,
before the first primordial noise,
before the first feeling of pain,
before the first rumble of thunder,
before the first flash of lightning,
before the first father and mother,
there has been a song being sung
that the universe and all life within
will never stop singing.
The universe itself
and every star of every galaxy
are notes and vibrations
and echoes of light
of a vast and endless symphony;
the universe is like a turntable
and it is always spinning –
however, no matter how fast it is moving
and how fast life is rising and dying,
we all go with the revolution
of the cycle of life,
and we do not ever stop to think
that we should be in any way dizzy.
Humanity has known
that it has been making its own music
from the second that the first man and woman
put their hands up to each others chests
and felt each others hearts beating
and drumming like an earthquake;
humanity has been hearing music
ever since they heard
the first distant roar of a wild animal;
life has been sending out waves
since the creation of the universe,
and Earth is one world of many
where things happen every second
that we would call miracles;
dreams, art, birth, creation,
death by supernova –
the microscopic and the macroscopic events
that have shaped everything,
and which continue to reshape
the observable and the unseen universe,
is the music of all life
of our music-verse.
Mark The Poet 