I’ve always wanted to write this poem — #NaPoWriMo Day 8
Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.
A secret so well kept, you hadn’t noticed it
right in front of you. Guarded, day-by-day
the mundane became the regular — the week
ends, the week begins. But something sudden;
a stubbed toe, “I want to see other people,” a
virus descends; and the whole world tilts. What
was so familiar now tinted with the afterglow colored
by a shock — a shock we should have seen coming.
First line by David Whyte from Everything Is Waiting For You Six words in there by Dave Matthews