Koma Me

A virtuous man named Koma waited forty years to sit with the elders. The exalted sages assembled around the fire at night and spoke of hallowed things and told mystical tales.

Sometimes they would read from the ancient scrolls and Koma and God would listen with utter delight as the years passed from the time he was a boy until he became a man.

Often he would look up at the stars and listen to the roar of the sea. He could always smell the sweet hibiscus in the cool dark air while the wise ones spoke of God and life.

Gazing at the distant mountains that surrounded the village one night, he marveled at the foggy vapor that hung on top of the peaks wondering what lies beyond what one observes.

When he took his place around the fire and spoke of unknown things the old philosophers laughed and said that it was nothing new then promptly sent him to gather firewood.

A romantic dreamer lives with us the elders all agreed. He must learn to teach the children to survive and lead the tribe in the ways that are tried and true.

Koma learned exactly what to say repeating the familiar stories as he gained great favor with the wise ones and the children who listened to him with utter delight.

When he was old he walked to the misty mountain one morning and a strong wind blew an opening in the haze and he could not believe what his aged eyes witnessed.

For without the fog he could see forever, valleys and mountains afar and there was smoke from infinite fires from endless villages filled with thinkers full of tales.

He started to turn back but the mist was recurring and he stepped where he had not been before and Koma disappeared in the smoke of the mountain.

Koma walked for forty years and sat with the elders of many tribes and the multitude of sages assembled around the infinite fires at night and spoke of hallowed things and told mystical tales.

Sometimes they would read from the ancient scrolls and Koma and God would listen with utter delight as the years passed from the time he was a man until he became a boy again.

Tom “Koma” Hicks 1972

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