The sun sets on another day…
Sunset shone for a moment and then was swallowed by deep clouds. I enjoyed the time that I had and as I watched the sky fade, I thought that every day was worth a little sunset.
I wrote a poem today as part of a writing group that became a little bit odd. I named the poem Obscure Piece, but it could have easily been called Obscure Peace and been a fun play on words. This is one of the first extremely dark poems I have ever written even though I am a huge fan of Poe and of many of the darker riders that seemed to be lost in mystical clouds of strange thoughts and beings. It focused on a picture and in doing so focused on how obsession can end us all but as I wrote it there was another side. It also focused on how we sometimes get so wrapped up in stuff that we lose ourselves in the process.
That part is often harder to see. It’s easy to justify something that is tangible and much harder to justify something that is clearly just a dream or more. As I have grown older, I have seen this through different eyes. For so long I have looked at how to approach getting what I wanted that I didn’t reconsider what I wanted. Many of the things I want are quite intangible and some of them, though tangible, cannot be measured in tangible means. It’s a tough problem.
My suggestion is to start looking for the intangible. The magical memories and amazing experiences that make us who we are. Often you can look at a pile of everything and still have nothing. I know it sounds weird, but it is often true.
So as the sun sets on another day, here we are, close to the end of the year, and enjoying the moments. Let’s enjoy all we can and not worry about the Obscure Piece we need, but instead the peace we can find. There is peace waiting for us, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life,a nd it is an obscure peace…