Friday, February 03, 2012

The Curator

by Justine Camacho-Tajonera

Breathe deeper,
look closer,
listen to how the wind shifts
leaves and curtains,
notice the subtle differences
in the blueness of the sky
this afternoon.

No one will tell you what is worth
your life
but you will know it
by the slowness
of the hands of the clock,
if you are even watching them.

These moments will come to you
in your grief,
in the stillness of your joy.

Take them one by one
as you gather corals and shells
by the seashore.
Piece them together.
The plain, the ugly, the beautiful,
they are all side by side now.
They are all yours.

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