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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

life comes in pieces

life comes
in pieces.
some are soft
and fleeting
like drowsy moths
and candle flame.

luckily
there are those
like the perfect palm sized stone
or tide sculpted glass
so unique
that they are kept forever
in secret places.


some are like needles
small, sharp, and painful.


sometimes
there are
heavy
immoveable
obstructions
that will darken the landscape.


but
worse are the long drowsy blankets
that take up space
and thicken the air
in boring suffocation.


the best pieces
are those mysterious
elusive ones
that change in different light.


they are never caught
they are fleeting
exotic
alluring
unattainable
and teasing


like a light across the valley in the night
an undefined thirst
a sense that something is about to happen
the knowledge of truth
and power

the moment of life.

Evidence of a Life