Running After a Rainbow

Loving you can be
Like running after a rainbow

From a distance you are beautiful
Magical
An attracting force

I can reach out my hand
And almost touch you

I see your majesty
Your full impact

As I come closer
You almost vanish

Poof!
Like a mist
Of something I dreamt

A crazy-making experience

Knowing it is there
Real
Right there in front of me

But gone when I get too close


PHG, circa a long time ago

Trash in the ladies room

Today I was washing my hands at the sink in the ladies room when I noticed someone dropped a paper towel that missed the bin and landed on the floor.


No big deal, huh?

I thought about it, in the way I think of things.

I used the paper towel I was drying my hands with and picked it up off the floor and put it in the bin.

No big deal, really.

But it caused this thought to stir…

If I didn’t, who would?

The janitor tomorrow morning? One of the next four people who saw it? The next twenty-seven?

And that is the way of the world.

If I don’t, who will?

Pick up the trash on the floor?

Give a stranger a helping hand?

Give back as much as I take?

Smile at someone as I walk by them just because?

Collectively, we all likely want a better world.

Where is it going to start? I might not be able to contribute wealth, change a law or move a mountain, but I can do something. We can all do something. Who wants to?

I do. So I will.