In a Day Where
In a day where the world is still spinning in its orbit surrounded by the universal nothingness that cradles us in its keeping between the layers of gravitational pulleys that holds us all in our place among the celestial seas of multiple galaxies, full of planets and stars, meteors, asteroids and such the plight of my life moved on. Not in some grand gesture of overt acclamation but in all the simplicity of living there is. There were no real highlights, or let’s do that again, there was no real connections of my life without or within the usual occurrences where living is just that; living. Yet, I was alive; and I in my mind look inward to find something to give a voice. A flower, a sky, a wisp of birds flying high, clouds conjoining, colors adorning, air full of scents, anything that could mean that the miraculous is always on display. For that is my way of reminding myself that yes, indeed, I lived today. Some would say or proclaim, so what, the stars in the sky are ...