Ambiguity

Every day so many choices are presented to us, so many events happen in our lives, and our singular lifespan feels the lightest thread through each choice, event, reaction, that objectively, if we provide no explanation, it could appear to an outsider we are making ambiguous choices and doing things randomly, living only reactively. 

This is to say, we each have reasons for what we do. Sometimes "I don't know why" is the reason we offer. But dig deep or wide enough, and there will be causes that make those choices and take those actions, without thought, and only later, maybe, with regret. We do what we do, and sometimes the simplest answer for it is the correct one, even if we don't want to face it. 


You showed up

Not here, but there

Where I needed you to

Right where I wanted

And without giving, gave

Release, a smile, hope, joy

Without touching, a fantasy.


As if the cosmic rays of beauty

Permeated through you 

Inside out and back again

Pure bliss you are to me

That breath taken in after a spring rain

When the air is clear and moist

Giving me the air and water I need to live

You.


A piano plays 

While the horses neigh

Just outside your window

Joyfully trotting to each note as if they know

They can feel your music as I do

Connected, above the fray, through the mists

Not understanding why or what, but grasping

Living in the moment

While you play


A lot of notes

A lot of paths taken

Led us to this one

Here at a juncture, we choose

How tightly we hold on or we let go

Nicely passing or forever connected

We will go forward, choices not made

Will pass, chosen.


Ambiguity means 

That meanings can be interpreted

Different ways

By different people

In different situations of their lives

So, I leave this meaning for you

To define for yourself, since

My choice was made

The moment we connected.

Some moments are too rare and life it too precious to be left,

Ambiguous.