It is noon
sunlight strobes on the
ripples of the inland sea
causing excitement and
lifting my late fall spirits
The road running
parallel to the shore is
dark, almost dreary, as
tall dense trees block
these same rays
Here and there the
sun breaks through
cheering my heart
I think of life
Its ups and downs
the good, the bad
The variances
so much to love
plenty to dislike
Work to do, while
thankful for all
that has been done
Light on the lake
darkness on the road, only
four hundred feet away
No sense to this, but
this is the way of truth
an opportunity for denial
a chance to make false claims
Some may believe
secure spirits have no doubt
remain open to new projects
refuse to be bogged down by
contingencies holding no water
Strobes are like truth
some look away
not willing to accept and then
lean toward misery
Others find joy
look for new possibilities
Condition can be improved
new ways are shown
Good ideas are born as
positivity strikes down
the negative
STANSKI
May 11, 2023, ^
Steve Haarman 