Tuesday, February 15, 2011

ONE MORE LEFT TURN, THEN HOME

ONE MORE LEFT TURN, THEN HOME
 susan ambrosino

Such is the nature of existence,
the dual of give and take, sun and dark, light and grave,
intangible concepts weighing heavy,
bookends holding together the sheaves of days, years,
half moons, full moons, the cinematic rush of seasons
moving through you,
building  new moments like this one,
stringing together the mesh of who you are,
a carapace layered over, then shed
layered over, then shed,
layered over, then shed
for 59, it can be said, wonderful,
or, it can be said,
awful,
years.

But it's just another beautiful Florida morning,
light coming through the blinds touching something deep,
you slowly moving forward in response
as the day proclaims it's message
of life renewing itself
again and again..

And you've manage to avoid the extinction of dying,
every day opening your eyes,
seeing the magnificent, the brilliant, the astonishing, in ways
you never thought imaginable,
facing yourself for the straight run,
one more left turn, then home.

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