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Steve Cavin
Infinite Frequency
The frequency of green light,
Is six hundred teracycles per second.
The frequency of FM radio,
Is ninety megacycles per second.
The frequency of the “A” below middle-C,
Is four hundred forty cycles per second.
The frequency of my voice,
Is one hundred cycles per second.
The frequency of my brain,
Is twenty cycles per second.
The frequency of my heart,
Is one and a quarter cycles per second.
The frequency of the tide,
Is two cycles per day.
The frequency of the moon,
Is one cycle per month.
The frequency of winter,
Is one cycle per year.
We have the notion,
That some events are singular,
One time only.
But what is the frequency,
Of a revolution,
Or the birth of a prophet?
The Milky Way galaxy,
Turns ’round every two hundred million years.
Even the life of a star,
Has its cycle.
Perhaps, the universe itself, is breathing out,
And breathing in again.
When considering eternity,
An infinite span of time,
The frequency no longer matters.
If time is forever,
Is it likely, or even possible,
That this has never happened before?
Steve Cavin grew up in a small town in southeast Michigan, about an hour north of Detroit. At the age of 17, he began camping out in the backyard, testing out his tent, sleeping bag, and stove. At 18, he left home with fifty-seven dollars, and began hitchhiking west around the world. Four years and 30,000 miles later he returned, with eleven dollars and a Chinese fiancée.
Mr. Cavin has worked many different jobs, crewing sailboats in California, picking fruit in Australia, teaching English in Hong Kong, fishing in the Israeli desert, and packing coffee in England. He now write books and poetry aboard his sailboat in the harbor at Eureka, California. He practices archery, runs meditation retreats in the mountains, and attends an open microphone in the local coffee shop, where he tells stories and reads his poetry.