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Some seem so full of life... happiness spills from their overflowing cups
Others have type that
drips with despair and sorrow
Or sometimes...more subtly... it seeps from in between the keystrokes
The weight of the
years can etch deeply upon our aspects
As to the falling rain upon the rock
Others still are youthfully oblivious to
anything but the moment
And that’s ok
We’ve all been there
Sadness is ok too
Just don’t
sit too long by the roadside
There is a marathon which needs to be run
But it is ok to stop and change your shoes and
socks
Sadness is an interesting concept
We do need it
I need my losses to appreciate
What I have and
what’s at stake
And when I lose those that I have loved the most
I shall never again gaze in wonder upon their
aspect or their mind
Or feel their grief or share their pleasure
I shall never again be able to proclaim or perform
the declarations and affirmations
Of unconditional love
Making those moments where I took the time
All the more meaningful
and all the more treasured
Discussion and focus oft times seems directed to beauty
But beauty is more than perfectly
toned skin
More than perky breasts, tight buns, or abs of steel
That view of beauty is impaired by ignorance
Ignorance
of intimate knowledge
Perhaps ignorance of youth and maturity
I do not judge what brings others to this place
For
I have my own demons I seek to subdue
As long as there is underlying respect
Ah yes...respect is the key
The difference
between those I would associate with
And those I would disdain
Not that I know you with telling familiarity
Not
that I am privileged to call you friend
But you have been generous enough to converse with me
Share with me
Offer
guidance
Reassurance
Support
What I see when I peer into this 18” window
Is a gift ...
Lovingly wrapped
in honesty and kindness
And if someone should lean over and ask....
“Is she beautiful?”
I can, with
all sincerity, reply
“Why yes...she is"
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