It all hurts…
other’s cruel intentions
life’s accidental interventions
immature decisions
wounding by self-infliction
external forces not caring about consequences
But it gave me…
an understanding of people and boundaries
resilience in the face of catastrophe and tragedy
consequences and wisdom
pain to overcome
the determination to fight injustice
Life is hard but living is knowing how to keep the goodness thriving in it.
It’s all in the details.
Pigments
Dive deeper into them.
Hues
Experience emotions as they emerge in the minutiae.
Tinges
Everything is everything.
Colors
Transitioning from the unknown to a depth of understanding.
Stains
It holds our attention exquisitely, satisfactorily.
The layers of our life enrich our manifestation.
Then a million facets of experience, intensity, enjoyment just over
in a moment…
of sadness.
of heartbreak.
of loneliness.
of devastation.
of hardship.
of cruelty.
We think it’s over.
Till we begin again.
If we begin again.
Life – It’s all in the details.
It’s all chroma.
The onset of screams start the clock; the day begins.
Teachers prepare, school bells ring.
First crushes smile and give first kisses.
No longer a teenager.
First drinks flow legally.
Thoughts of settling down.
Decisions to start new clocks.
Realizations that life is half over.
Efforts for a secure retirement continues.
Probably watching your loves leave the nest.
Bones start to creak, hair turning grey.
The drudgery of the daily grind coming to an end.
Enjoying quality time with the fruits of your labor.
Leaving the progeny and/or friends with wisdom.
The last breath escaping signals death, stopping the clock.
What time is it for you?
I
just want
to be the
piece left standing
in this insanely awkward game called life.
Inspired by Normal Happenings – Daily Inkling – Black Or White
it starts with a question
followed by a step
but left or right
fast or slow
choose my instinct
or use my brain
a wrong turn here
the right opening there
following dead ends
escaping them eventually
wishing for shortcuts
realizing there are none
taking the time needed
to find my center
time has no beginning and no end
your stint is somewhere on the spectrum
a calendar year is a social construct
that has a beginning and an end
don’t be fooled
by limitations
challenge yourself not to live
in the shoes of others
january is not the only time
to give attention to behaviors
your birthday is not the only time
to consider the realities of your last
summer isn’t the only time
the sun shines
mondays are not the only time
to be frustrated about waking up
holidays are not the only time
to enjoy family and friends
christmas is not the only time
to give presents and thanks
40 hours is not the only time
you should labor and sweat
babies being born is not the only time
new life should spring forth
weddings are not the only time
it becomes fashionable to love
new years is not the only time
to do different
your whole life is the only time
to do it your way
do this, then what
do that, then this
options, directions, decisions
helpful? maybe, maybe not
go one way
minute relief
go another
worse than before
they say prioritize
your suffering
work on the major
then tackle the minor
it’s all still chaos
decision or indecision
shackled in pain
cutting out hope
thankful for the serene moments
a gentle perspective prevails
a wholesome gratitude unfolds
giving way to peace
and harmony with nature
a feeling of having more than one needs
an abundance of security and ease
every breath taken is enough
my mind is clear
and my soul is content
Life beckons an awakening.
A lucky consciousness arrives.
The clan stakes a claim.
It begins again.
Walk, talk, survive.
Try to thrive.
Fun, work, and responsibilities.
It’s about balance, or not.
What do you choose?
Deeds in memories questioned.
Achievements and greatness or pain and defeat?
What do you leave behind?
nullity, darkness
entering my existence
more doors in my path
