Michael Lee // "Pass On"

Michael Lee // "Pass On"



When searching for the lost remember 8 things.
1. We are vessels. We are rooms. We are so much less important than the things inside
of us. We are circuit boards, swallowing the electricity of life upon birth.
It wheels through us all of our days. Creates every moment,
the pulse of a story, the soft hums of labor and love.
In our last moment it will come rushing from our chests and be given back to the wind.
When we die, we go everywhere. 2.
Newton said energy is neither created nor destroyed.
In the hallways of my old middle school I can still hear
my friend Stephen singing his favorite song. In the gymnasium I can hear
the way he dribbled that basketball like it was a mallet
and the earth was a xylophone. With an ear to the Atlantic, I can still hear
the Titanic’s band playing her to sleep, Music. Wind. Music. Wind.
If you listen to the wind and you don’t hear at least a thousand years of music then
you’re not listening hard enough. 3.
The day my grandfather passed away there was the strongest wind,
I could feel his gentle hands blowing away from me.
I knew then they were off to find someone who needed them more than I did.
On average 1.8 people on earth die every second. There is always a gust of wind somewhere.
4. The day Stephen was murdered
everything that made us love him rushed from his knife wounds
as though his chest were an auditorium his life an audience leaving in single file wandering
the earth for days and nights. Every ounce of him has been
wrapping itself around this world in a windstorm I have been looking for him for 9 years. 5. Our bodies are nothing more than hosts to
a collection of brilliant things. When someone dies I do not weep over their
polaroids or belongings, I begin to look for the life that has left
them, I feel out the strongest breeze and take off
running. 6.
After 9 years I found Stephen. I passed a basketball court in Boston
the point guard dribbled like he had a stadium roaring through his palms
Wilt Wilt Wilt Chamberlain pumping through his feet,
his hands flashing like x-rays, a cross-over, a cross-over wrap-around
rewinding, turn-tables cracking open, camera men turn flash bulbs to fireworks.
Seven games and he never missed a shot, his hands were luminous.
Pulsing. Pulsing. When I asked him how long he’d been playing,
he said nine 9 years 7.
The theory of six degrees of separation was never meant to see how many people we
can find, it was a set of directions for how to find
the people we have lost. I found your voice Stephen,
found it in a young boy in Michigan who was always singing,
his lungs flapping like sails I found your smile in Australia,
a young girls teeth shining like the opera house in your neck,
I found your one true love come to life on the asphalt of Boston.
8. We are not created or destroyed,
we are constantly transferred, shifted and renewed.
Everything we are is given to us. Death does not come when a body is too exhausted
to live Death comes, because the brilliance inside
of us can only be contained for so long. We do not die. We pass on, pass on the life
burning through our throats. When you leave me, I will not cry for you
I will run through the strongest wind I can find
and welcome you home.

43 thoughts on “Michael Lee // "Pass On"

  1. PLEASE FOLLOW HIM ON INSTA GUYS, IT'S @michaelleewrites
    He only has 2k followers I'm surprised. He also has a youtube channel he stopped a year ago because no one watched.

  2. I can't stop watching this. I've walked through an incredible season of grief in the last year, losing a considerable amount of people I held dear, including losing my best friend last week, and I continue to find traces of them in my journey through everyday life. While painful, it is a reminder that we are so much more than just our time spent here.

  3. i remember sharing this with my high school class 3 years ago when this came out. my teacher loved it so much he showed this to all the other classes he taught that day. i was reminiscing and decided to come back and watch this. i realized that a year after i shared this poem, my best friend died. who knew that i was sharing what i would soon empathize with more than i could understand. i think i came back to this right when i needed to.

  4. first stumbled upon this years ago, chills ran through

    came back after all this time, still as captivating as if it were the first time watching

  5. "We are not created or destroyed. We are constantly transferred, shifted, and renewed."

    Such a brilliant piece, both in writing and performance. You can tell this poem takes a toll on him and leaves him spiritually exhausted, but that same amount of energy is transferred to us, and it hits us like gravity. Wonderfully apt.

  6. This is beautifully made but the quote "energy is not created or destroyed" is from Einstein not Newton. If you ignore that mistake its perfectly made though.

  7. Listened to this the day my grandmother died, now a year later, I come here again. This poem has helped me accept her death and move on

  8. I love you so much and thank you for everything that you do for you to follow and you will follow back from my dream you follow me so much please don't be the best friend you can y to get the best deal to get the m

  9. I can never watch this without crying. 3 years ago, one of my close friends from school passed away. I never got to say good-bye to him. I miss him every day, but I can feel him in little ways. We used to each lunch together everyday, and everyday I wish I was eating lunch with him again. He used to pick me up and carry me around and tease me about being short. I have flashbacks of him all the time, and I still do a double-take when I see guys who look like him. This poem makes me think of him every time. Thank you so much Mr. Lee for writing this, and giving those who have lost loved ones a greater voice.

  10. I've lost so many people in my life
    I'm 16 less than a year ago my best friend died
    He was murdered
    He was 15 at the time.
    I listen to this poem (usually at night) when I miss him.

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