Our lives are sliced thin
moment by moment
memorable or not
some are wild and bombastic
some are calm and serene
many moments are mundane
others are life-changing
there will be celebrations
and there will be long stretches of routine
but
every moment counts
it all adds up to who you are
you are
a walking collection of moments
a human museum of experiences
you are
a concert hall filled with stirring strains
a theater echoing with laughter
a library of autobiographical anecdotes
you are
still under construction
but you have a design
and a destiny
and the stacks of moments
the slices of life
that are you
will just keep building
and who you are
in this moment
counts the most.
I do love the 'You ares'. The whole entry makes me think. A strange thing happened this morning. Just a few seconds before waking up, and just for an instant I saw my dad's face. It was so real. I could see the deep wrinkles and that constant smile. And in that instant, I realized I now look much older than he did when he died at 69.
ReplyDeleteI want that 'thin slice' back.
Thanks for dropping by the Shipslog, I appreciate your time.
Sherry & jack
Thanks, Jack. I have really been enjoying your tales. The recent posts about your implants have been particularly moving. Such a profound thing, our hearing. High fives to you!
DeleteStopped by, I like your "Slice", My slices of Life are now more Memories than activities, Health slows us down but we find each day is a blessing to have and use !
ReplyDeleteHey, Woody. Thank you for stopping by. Yes, we do slow down, don't we? And yes, each day truly is a blessing!
DeleteWow! This is so totally good. Your thoughts in prose are right up there with your wonderful photographs.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Yvonne!
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