what goes up must come down
a thought reminiscent of the ocean sounds
that drown my ability to live freely
held hostage by their impermanence
and the reality of gravity
that pulls at my youthful skin
until it thins
and begins to succumb to the merciless finitude
that permeates my days as my face
takes the shape
of ripples in the wake
that time creates
as the amplitude of my fate
becomes more apparent in the mirror
I am going to die. this is clear
the body i see in the reflection before me
is merely the unique manifestation of energy
we call universe
I am a wave in the sea of all things
the anatomical result provided by the will
that cascaded through time and space
on January 8th
2001
my time begun
then one
then two
three years
four
how many more will i have to explore
before my body dissolves into the foam
that recedes from the shores of my home
how do i feel less alone
and savor the chance to look back and admire the beauty
of footprints in the sands that came before me?
to ride this wave presently, authentically
oh what a mystery
it is to be human
what a marvelous opportunity it is to be me
to see
to breathe
floating free in the colors of curiosity
until I wave my last goodbye