and then The Oasis was Enlightenment

To focus on to far a future is ultimately self defeating

I remember an ex-nun once giving me advice
she told me that I should spend more time considering
the next ten minutes versus the next ten days
it was sort of a, live-in-the-now/call-to-Jesus... if you will
my fragile adolescent mind
imagining something so bold
etched across it's vernacular
to see the sum of time as a mere span of seconds
if five minutes were a thousand years

It reminds me of someone shouting,
"don't look down."

You know how it goes
what's the first thing you do when someone tells you,
"Don't look down"
That's right... you look down.
Unless you're one of those folk
who has either

• A. everything figured out
• B. pisses perfection into a cereal bowl each morning
• C. isn't actually afraid of heights

and regardless which of those three you are
you still convalesce in the process...
but for those of us, however, who lay outside of such revered 'distinctions'
To carry our truths across the belly of a desert floor
with each mirage, a burden
a fixation,
that disrupts the causality of existence
we'd burst if not for these trappings
our enclosures don't speak kindly of the weather
but even those things pass... such is life
at a pace... just slow enough to not notice
creeping along with the speed of a 17-year cicada