observing uncertainty

i could not ever be any more surprised
heartbroken
and yet in bliss
the release of expectation and the solemn tombs of intent
reminding me that ghosts bring no comfort to the presentness of my journey
i see the forms and imprints
and the beauty of sunsets falling with such florid splendor
that this sudden grace swallows me whole
and creates symmetry and chaos
(i do not know how they dance together.
but they do- (listen to the laughter of children for proof)
cars glide down corridors of unforgiving asphalt and melting hope.
like blood in veins
and will continue long after i leave
and yes a mystery it is
and yes a sorrow it is
and yes maddening it is
and yes wondrous it is
and yes it will be yes until...