The moment where I am now
Offers neither hope nor despair.
It’s merely a place where
I contemplate without involvement
A future over which I have no control.
Like a leaf blessed with consciousness
That sees itself floating hither and thither
On an autumn breeze.
Sparkling sun flashing and flickering
Through warm summer air that vibrates
With life and change and smells and colour.
Understanding as I drift down for a short while
That sees the truth between life on a branch
And the musty ground that promises
Slow integration with something
It’s a small insight.
Lends little to wisdom but something to understanding.
I was there and I’m going there.
It’s the only insight that I’m ever likely to really know.
And even then
I’ve had to work so hard to see it.