Unfolding

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


And eventually recognizes the faintest light of any distance

ⓒ 2008 Shawn Michael Quinn