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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