wherefore, come my ponderings

 

are others sitting quietly in repose as i am

at two in the a.m., as the cicadas and crickets

entertain my still and silence with their chirps

to the otherwise nocturnal stay of where all

other diurnal life is at sleep and at rest?

 

i ponder upon that which became my day and

what of others became of it, having a day

with moments of joy or was it filled with the

angst of life’s sojourn or, so too, with fear

arising from someone else’s nefarious ways?

 

sometimes i wish, knowing that my wishing

does not affect what may become, that the

kindness of the universal spirit dance with

all our spirits so that this floating experiment

in space could witness the kindness of its being

 

this is what i ponder upon while at my early

morning sleepless cogitative state and so i listen

to Nature’s nocturnal terrestrial sounds with my

window ajar and to the soft play of classical music

of Chopin, Debussy, Segovia, Fellini, Brahms,

and, of course, Mozart, etc…

an early morning's reflection

 

a few years now, i have been encumbered by sadness,

more so than prior years before. the days have seemingly

grown shorter in time only because i desire for the angst

and the anguish my heart feels, to cease, therefore i wish

for time to move beyond these moments. my spirit has

lessen its steps of dance in life’s music of verve yet i know

wishing time passing does not assuage the pain of

sadness and sorrow. for life is a mixture, a collage of

lament and joy, and it is this that i know about life, that

i must embrace all that arises, like the sunrise and sunset,

the moon and stars, the wind with its titillating cool breezes,

its refreshing petrichor of drizzling rain, so too, its storms.

 

i cherish these moments left in my life for i am more fortunate

than many for my longevity, for the gatherings of my joys,

and, still, the lucidity of my thoughts, my heart still beats and

loves, and yes, although my steps have become slower and

more careful than carefree, my spirit still is dancing…