off to on I disappear into the visible
by Francine Banwarth – cited from the Frogpond Musuem of Haiku
It is 4 am, and am fighting insomnia. That’s what a serving of Turkish Coffee ice cream at 9 pm gets you.
So I sit reading, and fuming at myself for it.
When I turned on the lights, I felt myself fading into the minutia of my things; belongings, chores, and tasks.
As soon as my husband begins to stir, I can get to the tasks, and turn my mindset to minimizing the ‘things’.
I am reminded, life is not about things: but being grateful for each breath of the journey – even the stinkin’ thinkin’.