Life is beautiful
Yet also cruelly brutal
I feel winter’s edge
The strange dichotomies of life. Finding beauty with the deep sadness upon friend’s wings. At times I feel an awkward wonder at what our heart’s hold at the same time.
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It’s always time
For forward motion
To step away from my past
Into my future
As the present fades
Into dust
Though it’s not yet dawn
The neighbor’s dog is howling
Life in the suburbs
Time drifting forwards
Relentlessness it’s main thing
It will always win

Now the evening’s here
Waves raucous in the darkness
Such power calms me
Fears easily win
When I lose faith that there is
A pathway forward
It seems that the quickest path to despair is giving up on finding a way forwards. That there are solutions to problems. Perhaps even that there’s any sort of solution. Sometimes, it’s easy to get so enmeshed into the details any problem that even obvious solutions become elusive.
It’s critical that we challenge that mindset. That we refuse to believe in that self-talk. We’d just believe in growth, in learning, in the path forward through the darkness.
I find reminding myself that other folks have gotten through similar challenges helps greatly. Knowing I’m not alone gives me peace, which feeds my strength.
As I’m want to do, and have received a modicum of fame for, let me start with a haiku:
Such a simple phrase:
“Anything Worthwhile Takes Time”
Not the common view
I’ve long followed Ms. Millman: somewhere around 7-8 years. A long time. And, considering the modern view of time, a VERY long time. Lot’s changed over that time. Especially me. As I keep moving forward, keep learning, keep trying to be better, I become better.
My phone buzzes
A beautiful woman
Who I remember
In diapers
I feel joy
At the blessing
Of my simple
Witness