Just around the corner
there is always something
that wasn’t there yesterday.
Maybe just a black shiny pebble
tossed from a child’s hand,
maybe a new fence erected
maybe tiny weeds growing,
flowering amid drying grasses.
Noticing these tiny changes
in a world gone mad
shows me that
the black shiny pebble,
the new fence,
the tiny flowering weeds
know nothing of the state of our planet.
They have no ears to hear the chaos,
nor eyes to watch out for a new face in the news.
But they are always just around the corner.
“There is one thing which gives radiance to everything.
It is the idea of something around the corner,”
Gilbert K. Chesterton, writer
(1874 ~ 1936)



