The Life That Brings And Sings.

"The brain has its own internal logic to test the structure and consistency of the world."
- Carl Sagan.


Each day we make ourselves anew.
It is only by making similar choices, again, and again.
That we build identity.
From the cast-off rubble of life.

I am not your hate or your cruelty.
I am not your superman, your saviour.
I am not nothing.
But I am something.

A brief flash of light in the dark?
A glimpse into another world?
What would you not trade,
For certainty. Whatever you see that as.

I have certainty. It came to me on a hot, hot day.
And a damn cold soggy night,
And a long silent wait in a clean corridor.
Perhaps even, in a something miraculous.

When you feel fear, fear you felt before,
And you know that the waiting will but make it stronger.
Do you ask for a miracle?

I didn't.

When you are more tired than you have ever been,
when you are hungry and lost and stuck and in pain.
Do you ask for a miracle?

I didn't.

When all the world is falling apart around you,
and you watch as all you love falls and drowns in an uncertain future.
Do you ask for a miracle?

I didn't.

But I'm still here.