En Plein Air

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I am a clockmaker of fine machinery
Time pieces of various kinds
A craftsman apprentice
Who designs and precisely builds by hand
Unwinding everything, and treating carefully
The balance spring and the escapement
Which advances the clock's hands

My wife and daughter live above our shop, with me
Our Giselle is eleven years old
She dreams of travelling to the stars
We nurture in her this impulse and believe she shall go far
But quietly, in the still of night, discuss the world as it truly is

We live nearby the university in Montpellier
And every weekend take a picnic on the campus grounds
Discussing everything there is, excepting of course
Of how women are not permitted to attend class

She's a smart one, my Giselle, and Anna knows her best
She asked about the men who emerge from the halls of the school
Wondering where all the girls are, and why there's no one there like her
We decided it was best to remain silent for now, and redirect her thoughts

So closed are the opportunities
But she may yet carve a hole in the wall
To escape her place in her season
Making cracks, with reason
Spinning on to another world
Where her heart can grow bolder

Circumstance will change
But her core remains the same
To stream the curtain of night
Across far-reaching plains
And lift the sun
To where no one has before
This cause is all there is
Beneath the seas of passing vision
Within channels of light rays, harmless
And directed upon their course
Sprouting forth even the most obstinate seed
That shall one day bloom

We are all born too early
In this handsome ballet
Of tragedy and hardship
This symphony of adversity
To overcome, with grace and ease

Giselle looks up through the trees and wonders about the sun
Why it is so yellow, and why the sky is so very blue
It is blue yes, for reasons that you have not yet encountered
However the sun, our benevolent sun, is not yellow at all
This is just an illusion caused by atmosphere and light

At night, once it has disappeared beneath the horizon
Pearls of outer space come out to grace your eyes with visions
And fill our hearts with dreams of what may come from you
She falls asleep, and Anna and I retreat to the chambers
Where we lay down, without answers
To the mysteries of the Earth
Searching for an explanation
And trying to solve the clock
Which moves as slowly as possible

From the town where I was born
To the place where I am now
All is destined to come undone
Except the truth of what was all along
Unglued from the source of creation
We fade into gentle oblivion
But do not be forgotten or remembered as unfair
Cover me in blankets of winterlong prayers
Near the rocky cliffside, through the elder wood of silence
I am not alone, in this world of Venus and Mars

Oh dear Giselle, do not remove your gaze from the stars
Your force of will, towering large, is vital to the future of the balance
Across an open glacier and resting in Alaskan skies
Your eyes so naked and full of hope, call us home
Where the overarching themes come to rest, laid bare

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