Over at “Voices from the Mountain”, Lamamamajama posted a poem by “a sailor from Canada and a musical genius." The poem has stuck in my mind ever since I first read it, especially since it helps put my life and my petty pet peeves into perspective. It reminds me that we are but brief candles, blinking pin-points on the wheel of time.
Only so much room
Each of us after a bit of struggle
For a short time or a long time
or any time at all
pop up, bob about, wave perhaps
then, with barely a whimper
sink again, another million years
Image of "Screaming Turtle" found here.