The Cairns of Life
The touch points of my coming days
are begging me to move to them;
Foggy, faint, and hazy
but inviting me to travel ahead.
I stumble
and I am unsure
where the cairns lead
but I know
they are there with their own
small incremental breathing moments
of life
left by
those that have gone before me
passing through their own times
leaving their own bits of
life experience for me to touch as I pass
adding a little to some and not to others
setting my own path;
having left my contributions
to the cairns of life behind me.
Some confusing; some clear,
a mixture of the pains of loss
and the joys of gathering;
of sins both committed
and considered;
times of ugliness and
times of supreme beauty;
times of healing and
others of wounds scabbed over;
moments of pain and neglect;
of comfort and safety.
Of challenges accepted
and achieved
Of challenges accepted
and failed.
Moments of wisdom and
insight along with
Moments of utter dismay.
Such are the cairns of life.
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