That we’ve
come this far astonishes.
The weight of
fate admonishes
us to be
wary. Evidence is: life is scary.
But here we
are, remarkably inviolate –
our happy
free triumvirate appears
not to have been
much harmed.
Perhaps we
have been charmed
into
forgetting. Surely we have known
our share of
timorous withholding
and regretting.
So what emboldens us
to say we do
not care? Maybe it’s that
we’re still here
– and there – and here.
Keep morphing into newness.
Refuse to disappear..
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