Paradox of Paradise

March 24

PARADOX OF PARADISE

Paradise is created when I collect paradox and live with it. Paradise is the set of acceptance and suspended disbelief. If anything is possible, accepting what comes is less heart-wrenching. If I arrest my misgivings, gratification in the voluptuousness of now is velvet. Vague consent is a Hell of incapacity. Fighting fiercely for both sides keeps the heart pumping and the mind at bliss. I must work to embrace contradiction and happiness. There is more than one path to take and I must take that one.

When you give time also take time.

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Two X’s

I play sport at the three X folks

and their still sometimes skewed thinking.

Yet, I attack myself for feeling like a babe in the woods.

Old and wise should be my stock and trade by now though

I find vastness at my door regularly

and confidence struggles to peek in the window.

What in the world will I do if I can’t perfect this stuff soon?

Hopefully nothing as foolish as fretting

or anything as mean spirited as accusation.

Possibly I could try reception.

Truly this only comes in gift wrap and after twenty years

I would hope I had learned to live in the present.