Yes
It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.
It could you know. That’s why we wake
and look out- no guarantees
in this life.
But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.
~william stafford
Someday, when I grow up, I will write poetry as beautiful as this. Until then, I will come back to the table again and again with a pen in hand and a hopefulness in my heart. And, of course, I will continue to use the prism of my lens to tell the stories that my words cannot do justice.
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