Not everything is what it was or where it was, when you last paid attention.
Places, people, predicaments altered by time and grace, take on new meanings as they grow older.
A poem started long ago, misplaced in a wrinkled notebook, reads differently now or needs a little more thought. The page holds so many corrections. Perhaps there were reasons it was abandoned (besides utter carelessness or contempt).
Even the moon looks different than it has before. It, like you, has changed. Like you, it prefers the darkness and does not always wish to be seen. Like that poem.
The intentions of a month ago, or sooner, are different now.
Intentions are like that. The perspective of your reality will allow further thought when faced with an ever-changing environment.
Life is like that. Pay attention.
01/29/2024 j.g.l.
