NaPoWriMo # 40

Don’t blame yourself

or build paradise out of your faults and miseries,

don’t ask your tired nerves for a halo erected out of truth,

or demand the unexpected serenity of a vision.

Please, try to understand, the world

couldn’t care less. Don’t mislead or deceive or fight

or turn tomorrow into an opportunity.

Don’t plan equilibrium and reason for yourself

—always a good shadow. Pay attention to your obsession

with the imaginary moon, silver-plate your phantom’s song.

Any day’s a good beginning.

An hour can be agreed upon.

Don’t hurry, it’s like a scuba-diver

groping the waters of the sea.

Without fear but with the passing grace

of a man who has never known

to where he is going.