Risky

 

The world could end

by lunchtime, so

enjoy this moment now.

Let it breathe.

Peril will come in time,

in all its untidy dress,

complicated and deep,

feeling a lot like dread.

Lifelong friends may think enough

of each other to call,

to lie once in awhile,

even as we traverse oceans and

mountains and valleys of emotion,

preparing for who knows what,

with hope that there’s another way

to be in the world,

even without an immediate plan.

Uncomfortable as it is,

afraid as we might be,

we can only listen to our breath,

find a calm corner inside,

engage with the world as it is right now,

and live with an open heart.

Dawn breaks for me

as some of my friends live in twilight.

I only know that

night will come soon enough.

In the end,

the world will proceed,

with or without us.