Ephemeral Disaster

 woman holding a beautiful disaster in her hands

what if your life

is a disaster?

residue from an earthquake

rubble upon rubble

and the sights that you see

a painful reality

are shards

of now-molten glass

from the latest cataclysm

that is your compounding nightmare

 

But what if your life

is a kaleidoscope?

of ephemeral lights

of hope and despair

of pain and delight

and the sights that you see

they crowd out the blight

to reveal a wondrous thing

it’s you, in your life