Autumn
fades to winter
only
living on
in surprising
moments
of reflection
where reminders
emerge when
least expected
to inspire
a longing
for a week
or two
more
Whimsical moments
in surprising
places
as I stare
out the window
and catch sight
of mermaids
no one else
even sees
and I wonder
if I’m the only one
that’s even looking
Light comes
in tiny snatches
hidden
among the gray
as emotions
roil
out of sight
hidden
along the way
if I could see
clearer
would I understand
or continue
to be lost
like an earring
in the sand?
Pops of color
shine bright
even on
a rainy day
with gray skies
and wet pavement
underfoot
and cause
a moment’s pause
just to smile
into the
radiance
of life’s kiss
on the senses
Sometimes
it feels like
leaning into
the light
takes so much
more effort
than available
to give
that it begs
the question…
how is it
that relaxing
one’s grip
can be so much
more difficult
than holding on?