Kaleidoscope

Some days I slip backwards
Grappling, as I ascend higher
‘Tis February and these days
Are significant and yesterday
I was reminded

Each day unfolds
as the universe intends
And ‘best laid’ plans
Change abruptly, are amended
As we mortals act, react, act, react

Sometimes flailing
Sometimes converging
In the kaleidoscope
of life and death
Birth and Rebirth

-macame 2010