How long now?

What an eternity of a moment,

From my first vague memory of knowing that I am ALIVE,

To this clear moment of recognition that time

Has passed everything, except for this awareness of being.

I am still here.

What a miracle!

Such a dramatic story!

Past the spilled coffee of the morning,

And over the spiteful words,

The raised voices that were simply loud

To find a way over the wall build around the heart.

But now I write when it is quiet,

And the sun cannot see me.

I wonder at this agreement I made to stay here

For so long.

So, so long.

“When will I be done?” I ask myself.

“It’s a blink of the eye! Enjoy it!” I hear.

But, oh my, what a lifetime of a blink!

I have dragged myself, whether or not I knew it,

Through the circus of peaks and troughs — 

Valleys of emotion that are quelling now to that

‘Blink of the eye’.

Each sorrow an eternity.

Each joy an infinity.

And here I sit still…

In wonder at the grandness of a plan.