(from the virtual biking philosopher’s virtual notebook)

Well, you’re right  – no moment
is inherently more fraught
or more luminous
than another. Each one contains
things for us to notice, or not. Each can be
a portal – to memory, to comprehension.
Each has its own singular shine
in right here and now

Even the times of tears, of dark waters,
have their luminosity. Even the direst strait
has its laughter. And it’s not like you can shop for moments,  online or at a store –
you can’t choose out your bargain moment,
or pay with many for one of great price

The afternoon sun sifts under the trees
and sets the moss aglow. The wind
pauses and starts up again. Many birds
proclaim the brightness of their busy lives.
Each moment bears witness.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 11, 2021