Experiment

 

Imagine you spin a wheel

And end up anywhere,

Anytime, any occasion,

In the span of your own life.

 

You might be an infant

Parsing a blurry world,

Or an old man, old woman,

Watching a hospital curtain fade.

 

More likely, you’re somewhere in the middle,

On some undistinguished day,

Fretting about something minor

Or perhaps not minor at all.

 

Flies buzz, and birds are busy;

People wander through the sunlight.

Indoors, the coffee is cooling

And the radiator is shuddering to life.

 

You have landed here -

Now, in this moment.

It could have been better,

But it could certainly be worse.

 

There is nothing you need to do;

Everything is already written.

You have only to savor the sunshine,

Or whatever it is,

For as long as it lasts.