three balls in the air at one time
some lessons stay with me,
maybe more than they should,
when my dad died around my fourteenth birthday,
I resolved to savor every moment,
since death can come at any time,
that’s a good lesson,
but it can morph into fear
of what the next moment can bring:
war, death, loss, disaster,
I can forget to savor the current moment,
while fearing the next one,
it’s not good to live completely in the present
without remembering the past and imagining the future,
a juggler can keep 3 balls in the air at one time,
we should strive to do the same.
by Henry H. Walker
July 4, ‘20
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