The Springtime Fool

The sounds of birds chirping fill the ears of all who listen.

That is the way of the world;

if you pay attention the songs are always there for you to hear.

The fool knows more than either King or Queen,

it is only by birth-right that they find themselves always being laughed at.

So instead, they laugh at the absurdity of it all.

Royalty only knows one world, and they call it theirs.

The fool knows of more than a thousand worlds;

all existing, side-by-side, in the same time and the same space.

They know no world can be owned by a person.

This is what frees them from the never-ending suffering

of balances of domination and conquest which rules over Royalty.

Though Kings and Queens believe themselves to own this or that,

they are really owned by everything.

Rain falls equally on a pasture

as it does on a palace:

One provides shelter,

the other life.

The busy goings-on of the castle holds no weight on

cattle in a field; only on their death.

So why are royalty the ones who are worshiped and obeyed?

Though the court laughs at the fool,

the fool laughs to themselves with the knowledge that

they can purchase their own freedom without losing a cent.

For a King or Queen to find their freedom

they would have to lose everything.

Upon exiting the palace the fool lets out a final laugh:

the sun sees everyone the same,

and would light on everyone’s skin equally, with radiance;

if only the royals would leave the dark, damp emptiness of their throne rooms.