Shawn Michael Quinn: 2008.05

It appears before you 

Almost from out of nowhere 

Singing the black bird's song 

And its so completely dark 

That it seems as though it's always been there

Or at least that it belongs…

The hole just opens up 

And the clearing calls you in 

Then everything changes 

And the real fun begins 

Like a ride with no ending 

Or a witnessed transformation 

You watch yourself become someone else 

But in slow motion 

And this life flashes before you 

With all details magnified for you 

And 1, 10, or 6 years in the distance 

Become one single instant.. 

I can only assume that the remainder will unfold this way 

And every day I ever notice 

I'll expect to feel this way 

And your humor surprises you 

Because you can do nothing but giggle 

As the things that once excited you 

Tend to come back to bite you 

And there's that silent understanding 

Of pushing through what life's typically demanding  

You notice how to some it seems somber 

And to others, it breeds wonder 

But like most reflections 

Or varying opinions 

To you, it makes little difference.. 

The unfolding of life is what dictates 

And your input is limited to only choosing what frustrates 

Because the mind is simple 

And the emotions at best are little more than fickle 

But your perception has adjusted to the black of that hole 

Shawn Michael Quinn