I would have figured it out.
Not there (yet)
Where answers once sprung fully formed
are now only questions
How (am I?)
Before (why do I keep saying that?)
I had it figured out, or thought I did.
Years and years of building
pulling life out of thin air
thick with so much swirling around in it.
In the moment (it all changed)
Shockingly clear blue pure tranquil
squealing brakes, time slowed down.
In that moment a realization (not fear)
that life had been all I could have ever wanted
so whatever remained (even if nothing)
was not tragic.
Marble Head from the figure of a woman: Early Cycladic II, 2700-2500 B.C.;
Marble Female Figure, Attributed to the Bastis Master. Early Cycladic II, 2600–2400 B.C.:
From the collection of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, NY