Today, on my 64th birthday, I'm sharing a poem I wrote last year on my birthday. If it was true then, it's even more so now.

On Being 63

When did life go

from a monolith to a kaleidoscope,

with facets innumerable

colliding into one another

seemingly at random?

Just when we become accustomed to one,

another displaces it

and we are undone.

Some facets are dark and foreboding,

where light cannot penetrate.

They shroud us in gloom.

We long for the tomb.

Other facets are opaque,

a dull grey,

and we see as through a mirror,

dimly.

But we know the light is there,

somewhere.

Yet other facets are iridescent,

refreshing our lives in radiant hues,

illuminating our longing and languishing souls.

Sometimes a glimpse is enough.

We live between the Alpha and the Omega.

So whatever happens between

those two indeterminate and infinite poles,

whatever the color of our lives,

we are swept up into the Divine.

David Tryggestad

March 27, 2013

On my 63^rd Birthday

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