She is Risen

You want success, but you refuse to define it.

You want independence, but as with success, you wait for others to define it for you.

You want friends, but you are a tough judge.

You pass judgement without guilt and feel guilty for being so forgiving.

You want to be a lover, but you mistake hallucinations for the friend who stands by you.

You want to define success by writing a specific, personal body of work and yet you can sit alone and do just that without anyone telling you that you did it wrong.

When you were younger, you wanted fame until you read between the lines of tabloid culture and came to understand what celebrity would cost you.

You want influence, but you have all the influence a functioning mind can contain and an entire body politic to govern.

At some point, you will realize that what you want is what you already have.  And what you have is passing before your eyes, through your fingers and slowly changing you, moment by moment.

Say hello to it or wave to it…

…or just watch it as it goes by.

Only close your fingers around it if you enjoy the sensation of closing your fingers.

–Tom Kessler