Abjuring Teleology

In the glory
of this morning,
on my deck,
the sun stirs
my old bones.

The birds quote
a departed lover
who used to say,
"show up
for life, Mike,
just show up
for life."

I take heed.

To live
while we live:
all that is given,
little enough,
but something,
something
indeed.
  - mce