Mirror shards of shattered plans
lie strewn in the crosswalk
We thought we were passing from
here to there,
hurrying along life’s highway,
but an invisible roadblock
stopped us fast
Stooping, we peer at the fragments,
all our scheduled schemes
splintered in the space of days
The fractured pieces carry questions:
what might tomorrow bring and
who shall we be in that tomorrow?
We may mourn what’s broken – yes –
but each slice of blue sky
lying upon the pavement
bears an invitation –
to look up – to look around –
To pause and skip our way through
a child’s hopscotch
scrawled on cement sidewalk,
hearing her laughter
echo in our hearts
To let our eyes meet those of a
passing stranger, acknowledging
the shared humanity
beneath our irises
To lift our gaze from the broken
glass beneath our feet
to the heavens it reflects,
where cherry trees are blooming
once again
To wonder if the slivers of our existence
point to something greater
than the sum total of their parts
Rennes, France
March 24, 2020
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