The sun streams through the fan

in the window, casting

a flickering image

On the floor, the couch,

the paper, me.

I consider the impermanence

of life.

The unpredictability

The pain

I gaze out the window-

focusing on nothing in particular.

I gaze out again and

thoughts pour out from every

corner of my mind

Emptying into a delta of reminiscence

Cascading over my earlier

considerations.

My own life's pain is

diluted with love.

From an unknown spring

The warm feeling of joy

wells up.

I smile in response to

the warmth

And know I can deal

with anything today.

---CCC '86