Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Ode to Fate

You gave it your best shot.

I weathered the broken bones with muttered patience.
Endless rehab robbed me of precious hours, days, years, decades.
I could easily be an asphalt-stained memory if not for one thing.

You don’t own me.
You never owned me.

“Be careful!”
“Do you have a death wish?”
“Why take so many chances?”

As if you had any say in the matter.

I say when it’s time to go. 
My flicker of time on this spinning rock will end when I pull the plug.
You’re just along for the ride.

I may not be whole.
My body racked with pain.
Concussed memories fade in and out.
Every scar a mark in my personal timeline.
Sleepless nights a constant reminder of risk versus reward.

But your contribution isn’t even measurable.

Regrets? None.
This vessel has been well used.
And will continue to punch a hole in the earth until it can no longer move forward.

Soon I begin my 47th trip around the sun.
If it ends tomorrow I’m satisfied with my time spent.

Until then, bring it.
Take another swing. 
Take as many as you like.

I’ll be too busy living my life to notice.

Nice try...



...but I'm still here, standing tall and lookin' pretty.


Peace out my strong friends!

- Ian











2 comments:

  1. Read ever word. Nicely said, but as my just turned 100 year old friend has said to me many times and even at my worst of times, "You are just a pup. Get on with it." You have a good start. Bravo.

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  2. You are positive person who live your life to the fullest. Fantastic.

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