Work?

I work in a place of pre-dawn clarity: Exciting swamp and forest sounds, deer with dewy mouthfuls of budding shoots, bugs more tiny than pinheads or bigger than fists. I am so happy I almost sing the litany of breathing. Then as it does, the tree crashes down, the swamp is silent, the coyote takes the fawn and the spider the bug. Prey & predator reverse roles and reverse roles again. I know this is what is, but I never get used to it. Flawed design.

Closure not

Though I have come to understand that people want it, especially after a tragedy, I never believed in the concept of "closure." Seems too convenient, and seems to give permission to walk away from people, problems and events that are messy or troublesome as if they were disposable. I do believe that these people and problems can come to occupy a different space within you, but for that to truly happen shouldn't they be dealt with and integrated?

"Closure" will most likely return to bite you in the ass.