The rear view mirror

Written by: Jesu Johnson

Today, this morning, this moment, in time, begins fresh, brand new, with graciousness, to the divine. As I stumble to, the hallway, to the bathroom, to pay, no, to contribute, to the porcelin god. I catch a glimpse, of myself, in the mirror, and the inner voice, I hear, quite clear, yells from within, 'come back here' . Instead I carry on, to begin, my day. Gettin' dressed consumed with myself, my outer-ness. Making my way to the car, yet before the engine, starts. Before, I can pull away, from the curb, a reflection in the rear view mirror, catches my eye, forcing me to observe!!! The collection, of precious reflections, within this life of mine. Memories of time.