Reflections

    Self portrait,Vivlan Maier

Generally when one tries to tinker

with eternity

it does not end well.

The stoutest knots

come undone,

and ends once again

flap loose.

But still there is this

hope

for a sense of

grand purpose,

or at least

a reason to get up each morning,

to brush one’s teeth,

to wash,

to put on one’s  shoes,

one’s shirt,

one’s mask.

And in the meantime

one goes on,

for there are children to be fed

and dishes to be washed

and bills to be paid,

despite the

receding hallway filled

with an overflow of string and boxes

and failed attempts.

And sometimes,

amid the clutter and minutia,

without realizing it,

we get the lighting

and the composition right,

and just sometimes in our wake

we leave something

beautiful.

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