Sunday, April 19, 2020
The Wild Card
The Wild Card
(FOR JACQUIE AND ED, MY PRIVATE ANGELS, WHO KEEP ME AFLOAT IN THIS SEA OF CHAOS AND BLISS)
When it happens,
it turns you upside down
and all the coins fall out
of your pocket,
your appointment book
goes blank,
and you are a child of wonder,
everything changing
from black and white to technicolor.
The earth starts spinning
at a different rate,
everyone is you
and you them,
how can anybody stand
so much love?
Your identity card
is in tatters,
your sense of self
lost in rapture,
nothingness your portion,
but you don't care,
you are now just
a pulsating particle
in an invisible body
of bliss.
Dorothy Walters
April 17, 2020
