How People Survive
Survival
Is a miracle.
Each morning waking
In a cloud of plans –
Plans a cloud,
Anxiety and hope all one;
Vague, unshaped, a whole-in-one.
Time’s passage there,
You unawake and unaware,
More behind you, less in front,
“Don’t!” you tell yourself.
“Don’t worry, think ahead –
Reality inside your head
Is expectation and interpretation.
So, in waking’s dread
And day’s confusion
Stage is set.
You’re out of bed, the wager
Of survival
Is whatever follows,
And you take it.
How People Survive 4.18.2015
Circling Round Reality; Birth, Death & in Between II;
Arlene Corwin
