Do you remember the first time
you realized the world was new,
when words had their places?
They didn’t always
work the way you wanted them to.
When others used the same words,
you were disappointed,
but you learned
to use them to leap
into clouds of the unknown.
And remember your first
truly passionate kiss?
The one that made your body vibrate,
closed your eyes,
sapped your strength,
weakened your knees.
Your body became a furnace,
your sanity became chaotic,
the crackling madness of love
made a strange kind of sense.
When you saw the world
through the eager eyes of your children,
through their questions and wonder,
through their gestures of offering you water,
you realized everything has its purity,
old and new, coming and going,
a colorful world after all,
and that you were an ordinary man
blessed by an intangible mystery
that made you something more
than you would have ever expected.
From: In Transition
Unpub. MS in progress.
One of your best my friend.
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