my life is a mess
but this moment is perfect
my life is perfect
life
Beautiful & unfair
Life is not always fair — sometimes you get a splinter sliding down
Anew
Our bodies let go when it’s time to let go — it’s called death. We ought to let go of the little burdensome things each day — that’s called living.
Fortunate misfortunes
Death bumps into life many times as just a passerby — says excuse me then goes on his way.
Life expectancy
“Why be saddled with this thing called life expectancy? Of what relevance to an individual is such a statistic? Am
—Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Depending
Sometimes life gives honey
and other times, stings;
Sometimes we need roots—
and other times, wings.
Resilient
The best faith is not the stagnant,
Delusions & cliffs
paths of long-term security
dead-end without notice
in the mercurial maze of life
Brimming
Time pours his guests a cup of tea but the party is over before we know it.
Decide
Life is a neverending series of judgment calls.
Death lights heavy
Hummingbird mama
abandons her nonviable eggs —
but keeps checking back
a few more times, just to be sure.
An arm falls from a sickly saguaro
and breaks open on the ground
like a prickly green eggshell —
after decades of desert still-life
a few seconds of death-motion.
But the night breeze is so beautiful
those breezes are — so beautiful
it’s hard not to get swept away.
Vale of tears
“Life is a vale of tears in which there are moments you just can’t
—Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
Stop to smell the goodness
Life. — Enjoy whatever flowers come with the manure.