Clarity Comes in Waves
There's no use looking too closely,
You're looking for it, so,
you know it will appear.
Maybe not today, and not yesterday,
but because you are looking,
it will appear.
Everything you imagine,
Maybe not here, or to you, or your love,
But, you thought it
and it becomes.
Maybe the clouds just arrive
in clumps of endless gauzy skyfulls.
Molecules of ideas, thoughts, and possible tomorrows,
percolated essences of sentient evaporations.
Droplets fall into gravity.
You look in the mirror
for a way to defy the pull.
But clarity comes in waves.
And by counting the waves breaking over the rocks
Instead of finding the pause,
you feel the force of each passing year,
you see it all,
so let go.