The sun is shining still
And people go about their business
As though nothing has happened.
Children laugh - Birds sing.
The paper was delivered as usual.
Extraordinary, the Ordinary,
Despite everything.
And I - who have lost a love,
Whose world is upside down,
Am surprised to see it right way up.
She was so gentle in her rejection.
A nice lunch - a glass of wine -
And then the coup de grace.
It is over.
‘No Fault', says the I Ching ‘
The Superior Man goes with the flow
‘Accepts the dictates of the Tao'.
And I accept - I flow.
Down - down the waterfall.
Whirled in senseless circles,
Racing through the rapids,
Submerged rocks ripping at my self-esteem,
Doubts dragging me down.
Gasping I surface from the depths of a dark pool
Of ‘Might have beens.'
Bedraggled, I look again upon the World
In which the sun is shining still.
And people go about their business
Just as though nothing has happened!
© copyright 1989 H.St.V. Beechey
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