• what to expect

    by  • January 5, 2011 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    The world changed while I slept, and much to my surprise, no one had consulted me. That’s how it would always be from that day forward. Of course, that’s the way it had been all along. I just didn’t know it until that morning. Surprise upon surprise: some good, some evil, most somewhere in between. And always without my consent.

    Carlos Eire — Waiting for Snow in Havana: Confessions of a Cuban Boy
    from The Writer’s Almanac on January 3, 2010

    what to expect

    I would love to tell you life is made
    to order — a sunny afternoon can be
    summoned like a strawberry daiquiri
    little darling the ice is slowly melting
    here comes the sun I say it’s alright
    you can always get what you want

    one morning the phone will ring
    and shatter your slumber into shards
    one evening you will turn down
    your street and not recognize
    the place you call your home
    though there is nowhere else to go

    and then on some other morning
    you will rise much earlier than usual
    ahead of the sun so that it rises
    as you drive into it turning the clouds
    into sky-fires of hope and promise
    and always without your consent

    Peace,
    Milton

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    One Response to what to expect

    1. Jan
      January 5, 2011 at 1:37 pm

      this morning is my morning of hope and promise…praise God.

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