A man whose heart is a time bomb
says leave the house, breathe
some fresh air, meet people,
take chances.
When he was younger he advised
all his friends to follow their instincts,
have a big dream
and expect to have failures.
After spending my life watching
others climb mountains
I have learned that success is less
about numbers and more
about finding contentment.
My lazy boy chair faces the window.
My bobby-pin eyes strain the light.
When my mind clears there’s a vision,
an obscurant white, meant only for me.
