Rainbow Frame - Clyde Jastram

So Ms. Jackson I know you said, life is not all that happy. And trust me I know that, but how and where do you find the light to keep going? 

I feel like I’m in a room not of my own, in complete darkness. I’m in a void. I’m the void. Anything and everything goes in but nothing stands. 

Before I answer know that I have no answers 

There is not a place 

Don’t put your steps anywhere 

But notice 

Pay attention to the wonder of it all 

How the rain splashes on all the surfaces surrounding 

a choir of water’s collisions 

on the glass on metal on rayon jackets made to protect 

the smell of damp dirt 

worms who lost their way on the concrete 

the warm moisture of leaked water in your shoes 

There in your vision is sight 

Whatever color you see 

Dyes your mind like whites washed with reds 

Pink emerges a blanket covering the outside of the window 

Let it fade 

That picture of you 

That picture of others 

That image outside 

Into a bright and radiant emptiness 

A simple is 

Belong to yourself 

Take rest in the unfolding of moment-by-moment 

When it fades and 

Rested the wanting stops 

There is life waiting as a gift 

So instead of Wondering what the future holds, and how the story unfolds 

You're saying the beauty of life is not knowing what comes next 

Instead, appreciating the journey in each step 

But If I’m being honest a part of me is impatient, 

These may be my sacrificial years 

However I feel as if I’m left waiting 

Being present is not something I lack. 

But it may be something I take for granted. 

A fraction of the bigger picture takes up space 

blurred by the impending doom I’m unwilling to face. So I’ll heed your advice and take time to embrace the world around for it's not that simple 

but you have grounded me, so maybe I’ll find my pace… Wondering whether I’ll make it or not, 

I’ll give myself grace