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Blink of An Eye
At 20 I never thought I’d have to work as hard
as I am at 60.
At 40 I never thought I wouldn’t want to.
Today I’m having my doubts.
A few days ago a man in town died suddenly
while out mowing his lawn,
and as I carry 60lb blocks and push wheel barrow loads of gravel
all day in the mid-summer sun
I think I’d be okay with keeling over doing this.
My will is in order,
those I love know I do,
and I’ve certainly had an interesting life,
but I think no matter if it’s today
or when I’m 80 or 100
when my heart finally does stop
I’ll be doing something
I didn’t think I’d still have to be doing at that age
nor that I’d ever want to stop doing,
and in that instant
this will all seem like it has been just the blink of an eye.
(from my fourth book, BEGINNER'S MIND, 2019)
Copyright ©
James Moore
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