Comprehension Gone Awry

As I try to comprehend

Each and every given moment

In any or all experiences as

A strand in the thread bare fabric

Of the Space-time continuum

Reveals itself for me to pull it

That I, too, may become one

With all of infinite infinity

As in a hand of man to hand of God

I’m never quite able to connect

But then another moment

Comes along near instantaneously

Grabbing my fickle fragile focus

To allow the seamstress of

Insanity to sew up the loose end

I’m looking meticulously for the next one

In a Sisyphean boulder, push up the hill

It will be as long-lasting as the last one



Still, the search continues with all of the hope that

Charlie Brown has for Lucy not to move the ball

Knowing infinitely, he will land on his back….again


It’s best that I chalk it up to experience and move on