Colors of dusk and the unknown
Colors of dusk
lull my weary heart to sleep
Day fades into night
as this weary world
from one horrifying
mess to another
Twilight melts into darkness
punctuated by distant specks of
bright stars and planets
peering into the morass
of today’s fading planet earth
sinking and disappearing
beneath melting icebergs
firestorms and tornadoes
to say nothing of unnumbered
human beings struggling
to keep the little they have—
Or, on the other side of the tracks,
retain monstrous wealth the elite
believe they own and control
Fast fading colors
invite me to lay down
my body and rest
for just a little while
within the unknown
Here are a few questions I wonder about these days.
- Are we prepared to be a nation driven by greed, anger, lies and innuendos? Or, are we ready to take a stand?
- Ready to call out lies and innuendoes that pretend to be truth? Ready to live with the consequences?
- Or, might we try getting interested in what other people think and why?
I would love to see us take a stand, though not just any stand. Am I ready for this? I don’t know. Partly because I’m not sure which is more distressing: the status of our nation and perhaps every other nation in this world, or the status of my health. None of it looks great these days. I keep wondering what to say about all this.
I can’t ignore our nation, and I can’t ignore my health. The AlAnon/AA saying, ‘one day at a time’ works well IF I’m willing to focus on one day or one minute at a time. My mind and my feelings fight against me, as though things will be better (tomorrow!) if I do more research on my health issues. Or read more news articles.
Yet the truth is simple. I’d rather write a poem, play or listen to beautiful music, watch the birds outside our kitchen window, or watch the evening sky flaming out in glory.
Thanks for being part of my sanity plan for old age! I’m still trying to figure it out–one day at a time.
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 6 January 2022
Photo found at unsplash.com