Humbled

coming across a body of work (literary, visual, theoretical, physical, aural---all evidently significant to what it is to be human amidst other humans in the present, here) put forth by a wo/man which it would take two lifetimes to indulge in---inspiring & making life more fascinating with each turn of the metaphorical page (aspects of a voice/actions that demand nothing of you but keeps your focus, acute & precise, unobligated & easy, giving back 10 fold satiation), yes, this is when the domino effect of influence is witnessed, wherein the production of one piles on another & such mutual interest & mutual investment of time & energy together, gets seen by others, gets found by others & passed on like a torch whose flame burns merely with the fuel produced by its passing & the humbling notion hits us when standing in the shadow of a wo/man wiser, one that has no problem acknowledging their own ignorance & humbling in the light of those that have influenced them--- knowing that no truly & spontaneously original act or thought comes about without the genius of those that have come before & that nothing will progress without those that come after, creating a pastiche of all people everywhere, simultaneously walking at our own individual pace, with one foot in a shallow puddle of significance & the other in a puddle of irrelevance--- both feet splashing & mixing, splashing & mixing, until we stop walking.