Well,
you knew this was going to happen.
Looking through the photos you’ve taken
of the people you know
and the number of people you’ve known
who have gone on,
passed through whatever
lies between here and forever . . .
But you didn’t count on
the emotional element, did you?
People seldom do, I suppose.
I mean, death brings up a lot of emotions,.
especially when it happens up close,
but the kind of emotions stirred up
by the recognition of
the sheer number
of people you know
who’ve made that transition
at this point
are of a kind unto their own.
The Germans probably have a word for it.
***
Changes,
little changes . .
the kind that occur each day
almost unnoticed,
become much easier to recognize
with distance
like that growth spurt
that little Johnny accomplished
in the two months
since you last saw him.
They, and all the other
little changes that accompany
you
as you traverse your path
(with or without your awareness)
become visible at certain times;
not so much incrementally
but en total,
as they coalesce and reveal
the sum that is more than its parts
and you suddenly realize
that the way the world appeared
last summer
is not the way it appears this February
and that the shadow you cast
grows longer with the passage of each season.
29 February 2016
Tim Konrad_
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