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FLEET WINGS

 

Somehow carrying around the knowledge that

Life can and does end suddenly

Endpoints occurring sporadically with

Unpredictable timing

Bringing regret and its companions.

Certain of the time in youth

An ever-vast field of opportunity ahead

Morphs to grave lands near the end

When the mind wants to know

The final resting spot

Wants to sit there and think

Visualize a whole beyond

And a place to come to know God

For whatever good you have wrought

To allow yourself to see

The extent of perfect mercy

            Maybe there is something

            And maybe not

            Whatever is after this we can’t know

            Leaving only the decision

            Of how to live what days are ahead.

            Best to not cause trouble

            And even better to help.

            After that we are each on our own

This is early Spring

With nearly a full year ahead

Enough rain to quench the watershed

Enough snow to last through December

And enough hope and gratitude

To last that long as well.

With a smile of remote awareness

Able to sense the fleet wings of time                       

                                    190218.2