just a day like any other, a poem


that clock ticking in time to our hearts beating
our muscles flexing, our topsy-turvy living of lives
while moon drips pewter mist below the hemispheres,
the stars are numberless and dependable and the
sun rises and sets and rises again, a hope-filled forever

tick tock, the heart,
no more beats in time
cardiac arrest

what then, I wonder,
probably just another day,
a day like any other

with the moon spilling golden light across the galaxy,
the stars unaccountably brilliant, cut and polished gems
and you in the Light always ascending, forevermore radiant

“Like the sun, only when you set in the west can you rise in the east.” Rumi

© 2017, poem and photograph, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved


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