Thursday, November 14, 2019

Yes to Each

Every morning I awaken
to an unfinished sentence.    
some line waiting
for the rest of it to appear.

I think the word "every"
is true here as something
unfinished lingers
and something not complete calls.

I don't know what I'd
do if "Finis" flashed
before my eyes.
                    So no complaint here,

just the feeling that incomplete
may be much more of being
alive than being finished
than I have realized.

Something lingers,
something calls
and there I am
saying "Yes" to each.

-Byron Hoot

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