As the light starts to leave the day
I feel that familiar sinking feeling
– loneliness in an empty desert.
I know it will pass.
I look around for the handholds
and footholds to help me climb
out of the emptiness and spot
a corner filled with primary colors –
a blue map, a red poster, and yellow
National Geographics – and they bring
a weird, satisfying peace.to my troubled
Home now. A walk in crisp air, snow
sparkling in the fields, swans winging
overhead, and a half-moon smiling
down at me. I put in a movie I’ve seen
a gazillion times – Music and Lyrics – not
deep, neither tragic nor inspiring –
simple background noise and personable
people. And I find another handhold –
something I’ve never before noticed
in this movie I’ve seen a gazillion times –
a celebrity magazine cover with the words
“I stopped thinking. Now I just exist.” A
parody of the smugly profound. And I
find myself chuckling.
And then I start looking for other
things I’ve never noticed in this movie
before – and that occupies my thoughts
for awhile and brings me up the cliff wall
and out of the desert to safety.
– Karen Molenaar Terrell