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A fly buzzes Hitting the screen Wanting in Wanting out In hot, damp air A ceiling fan Hangs Lifeless Spots of moisture Here and there On floor, on table Sweat, tears, or both Silently, stupidly A phone awaits Replies To unanswered calls Birds singing Unheard Beautiful flowers Unseen On the horizon A cloud A single cloud Coming or going Bleakness, dejection Momentary But recognized A fly buzzes© 2013 Thomas W. Cummins
In a dim light... 
June 28, 2013 at 3:04 am |
The perspective of the fly buzzing……wanting in… wanting out?
June 28, 2013 at 5:22 am |
Teri, an allusion to instances when my attention has been grabbed and snapped back to being present to the “now” of all things by what I refer to as an intrusion by the Holy Spirit. A common experience for me, and I have no other explanation for suddenly noticing the unnoticeable, those “lighten up!” moments because all will be well.
June 28, 2013 at 10:47 am |
I understand that sudden awareness Tom, seeing something in it’s reality. The first time it happened to me, many, many years ago, it came from a tree I walked past every day while taking the children to school. I can only explain it as seeing the tree as an intelligence, a being, alive in it’s own life, it was quite momentous, the holy spirit in a tree.
June 28, 2013 at 11:03 am |
You reminded me of an exchange with a neighbor one day when I was out raking gum balls for the umpteenth time. “Why don’t you cut it down?” My reply was that she gives wonderful shade to the front yard and stunning colors in the fall. Dropping gum balls is one of the things she does, and I’m willing to do my part in return.
June 28, 2013 at 6:25 pm |
Acute observations, Tom. Far better to live in the present as much as possible and enjoy or endure what life deals us.