IT’s A WRAP by Mussmann
December 29th, 2018
One year moves to another and so on and so on…
We blink and we are older.
We sleep and wake up with Proust and Eliot
We wonder how to recall the past—is it a burden
or a happy thing.?
2018 near done and so much happened —yet
the highs and lows are stuck in the map of the mind
like little pins
showing points to travel back and forth
as we muse about time.
What is time but the butter on the bread….we slip and slide
and then what?
Oh these little thoughts—
they accumulate and then what?
These thoughts and memories are
like dust under the sofa
we are at first irritated by it
and want it all to go away
with our dust mop—
and later we don’t care.
Our care ceases and time clouds the eye
we are stumped
by the pile of time at our elbow.
We call out
and who hears us shout
but the echo of our selves.
And the cat on our lap…..
Whew!!!! it is tricky this navigation
We like it.
And curse it.
We swim in the current
and some days it is against and
some days it is with the flow of the
tides and time.
Get me the duster—let me whisk away
the time traveled and revel in what is to come.
2019 gets closer—the lens sharpens
now we are ready to take it as it comes….
one day at a time
one decision at a time
into the unknown.