The whole of it

Feeling philosophical this morning.  Sun shining.  Clouds stunning.  Whether I am conscious or lose consciousness, there's still a lot of life yet to be lived.

So much life

Left to be lived:

Conscious

Yet somehow still

Unconscious.

We never know

The whole of it

Even when we think,

Even when we act,

As if we do.

So much life

Even though

We never know

The whole of it.

M.A.S.H.

I grew up watching M.A.S.H.  I wish I remembered who told me I reminded him (I think it was him) of Father Mulcahy.  I think of all those exercises which ask participants to name their hero or heroine.  I have never been good at those exercises.  Likewise I can never figure out what animal I am like.  But somehow that one compliment resonates with me.  Even though I cannot remember who said it.

Years ago I was told

By someone,

I no longer remember who;

Years ago I was told

By someone

Whose opinion

I must have held in high esteem;

I was told

I reminded him

Of Father Mulcahy

From M.A.S.H.

I think this was the best compliment

I have ever received

Bar none.

Years ago someone,

I wish I remember who,

Someone told me

He saw me

Whole.