Divide by 25
(And Then Some)
When you can divide your life
into one-fourth century segments,
years collide by twenty-five and even
now as the indignity of nearing another
two-thirds of twenty-five brushes up
against your back, you begin to peek
into the pages of your past. The temptation
is not as much the desire to skip ahead-
liking happy endings as we humans do-
rather to recalibrate judgment’s scale to measure
true. The trick, I am just relearning
is to keep my finger off the counterpoint
labeled regret in order to let mistakes
rise higher, to balance out the equation of my life.
There is power in dividing by twenty-five,
and then some.
As an Ecstatic Poet, my aim is to awaken in you, the part of you that knows the truth of your being, the beauty of your soul.