Every day starts out innocently I suppose at least unsuspecting of its unerring details life starts out alarmingly but we don’t remember it only glimpses into ideas and death well no one really knows except that it comes at different speeds can we control our pace as we fight for air and peace in a world in which we are not in control and here is my will the extension of circumstance adherent to my capacities of life not a religious word left God has already been mentioned he comes often when I have been seen a black beast travels as light faster than I can perceive a glance of the eye so it hit me with a blast and then no light no feed coming in to some locals looking after me a watchful eye in black dust sweeping up the mystery of this year crashing down on this earth was I so fit that I survived? did I have anything to do with myself? are you supposed to catch it witness it realize the denomination of your existence I did in a flash a sharpening light reeling in on my bike as I rode around so casually without a fright why would I the answer to my own persistence don’t toil on this Earth there’s not enough time life is busy with other people so talk to other people help other people others helped me lying on a road horizontally to die peacefully is anywhere but mine I see stars I see birds in an ordinary life take my breath and leave me be the travails inside the traps of immutability life be as it be life leave me as it is seemingly unharmed on hand a perpetual snap of adherence no villain I deceive nobody only myself when it matters the most the black night seems to dissolve and then it hits you like a truck like a car and you are left mesmerized exhausted extended by life the reflection but blurry was she in a hurry not at all yourself but of time when I saw the emblem come rushing back into me I had no recollection that it had chosen me I am not the only one only a feeling of what I’m supposed to be for I have many eyes feeding on the light of intermittent Glory.
editors note:
And so we go, from black to light to black again. – mh clay
