Thanksgiving Day is gone
snow has melted
“what shall I be?”
Thanksgiving Day is gone
snow has melted
“what shall I be?”
Light awakened me
new shadows were forming
fear with new frames,
island enclosures.
Should I understand “meaning
of unhappiness or happiness”
in dreams or restorative sleep?
You came
after a long winding road,
a lamp of illumination
taking me to direction and calm,
familiar places and thought,
fresh stories
I tried to understand
and find myself
I found you.
ever since Einstein theorized
speed of light is finite
we’re chasing speed
remote, touch screen, instagram
what’s life
what’s death
life is summation of the seasons
life is a season
life is a moment
death is the beginning
or the end
or always
life is death
death is life
we try to know the difference
some don’t reach
some don’t
life is
one
You sit down in the park
and listen.
What are they thinking?
Pretty soon
their narratives fly out
from their walking,
from their infidelities.
You go home and reflect.
Life is happening.
Life has meaning.