The Beyond

Today was a funk day.  When I got in the car, the gas gauge said now, get gas now, or you will surely be sorry.  So I listened.  I was not late.  In retrospect, many positive things happened... conversations, mostly.  When I got home I opened the doors and windows... and heard the children playing out of the corner of my eye.  

After days of encouraging others

To look beyond themselves,

I was ambushed tonight

By the Beyond

Myself.

It stood in my peripheral vision

Waited to pounce

Until I slightly turned my head.

The day did not begin well.

Mondays rarely do.

There was little magic.

Still the Beyond

Had tricks up its sleeve.

Sometimes it even wears a cloak

Of invisibility.

I cannot identify

Anything particular

Except now it is the end

Of the day

And with all the windows open,

I hear the children

Playing.