Okay, scratch the wisdom part. And in a few hours, the twenty something.
The last post was one I meant to write days ago and didn't get to it. And tonight with the impending new century looming, I thought, why not write an extra posting? Get a few last words in before I slip into oblivion.
Alright, I know. 30 is far from a death sentence. In fact, I'm gonna bet that it'll be a better year than the last. In some respects it will not be hard to outdo!
My year in review...
Made lots of mistakes. Again. Still have a to do list no shorter than before. I helped some people, hurt some others, said too much, said too little, loved a lot, withheld affection, reached some goals, wrote some others.
The thing I remember most from all of the things I remember happening this year...I have learned some amazing lessons. Some from falling, some from rising. Eh, mostly from falling. It's a shame sometimes that we can't get it together before we start passing on what we know! This life journey is a mystery. An unraveling mystery that sometimes even changes right in the middle.
I have also made some amazing friends and connections. None of which I am willing to erase from my timeline. Each one holds a special space in my mind, with the good and the bad.
I'd like to think I've matured, and I know that in some ways I have. In no way have I arrived, nor will I ever until I reach the other side of the river.
But, I am in love. And I always will be. With what? who? Oh, I dunno. I mean, so many things. Tonight I just really feel love. And I don't mean that I feel loved. I just inwardly, feel love. Maybe it's just the waxing gibbous moon out tonight. Close enough to full to start effecting me.
And while this starts to become an incredible ramble, I think I'll finish off with something I wrote just two evenings ago.
Transformation
What do you see?
Eyes narrowed, sifting light
Dark shimmering wisps
teasing the imagery
What's left when the smoke clears?
Standing solidly, a brutish form
Some would cower or shiver -
But not you.
You sense his thoughts,
Fills you with intrigue to learn more,
See his next move.
Eyes widen, taking a full perspective
Allowing detail to build
Until each shade of color shows
Brutish turns to hideous
Still, something draws
No fear, only desire.
A breeze brushes over sensitive skin
Hair bristles, sending a shiver
Eyes soften.
Hideous turns to helpless
Only one response is proper -
Outstretched hand.
A step closer, with quizzical silence
Hesitant while time stops.
A decision is made - hand grasping
Hand holds, cares
Helpless becomes Beauty.
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