Wednesday, December 27, 2017

luck in the stars

my wife and the cusps

my therapist finds me unusual
when I reach back in time
and find a cusp where I made the right decision,
and I then worry about my losses
if I’d travelled the other path,

my wife is more wonderful than I can imagine,
when I look back at our paths
that crossed and somehow melded into one,
I feel no inevitability, 
but, instead, a lot of intersections
at which, and through which, 
we made the right decisions to lead to now,

I appreciate our time together,
I fear the future, for ending is inevitable,

I fear the past, too,
for I know how lucky my stars have been.

by Henry H. Walker

December 23, ’17

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