justwrite 7 april

if it wasn’t for today only not this day just another one somewhat like it biked it cycled around and swam underwater oversky toward the elsewhere othertime this is when the day and whether dragons flew or tea was poured there were good things brewing there were certain signs some of them handmade and some of them intrinsically known showing up around corners and flowers for hair and picnic lunching there were cards and greetings and first-time meetings of new family faces the race is not always to the runners the sunners are enjoying this day even if it rains even if the plains rise up to meet the clouds loud and boisterous in their joy what can we do to appreciate how can we navigate the possibilities the what-ifs which will never be the impossible conditionals in other senses other tenses the imaginary word in another language which tells us not to worry this will never happen and indeed there’s no need because it already has passed and we have lasted into being into the future which is now from the past which was never not to be and the elsewhen which could never have taken place there is no grace in selfish joy but there is delight in finding the roots from which you grow the place where you began to exist the time the look the words that made it possible the glow of stereotype glances of romances and chance that became reality and I’m glad and thank you and congratulations