subtext

As in a Bruegel painting,

all the exquisitely-rendered

details occur unnoticed,

for the most part, lost

in the vast panoramic

rituals of this life.

It doesn’t matter, 

so much,

where you look, 

but that you see

the bits that are born,

bloom, then die

every moment

all around you,

and that you 

are a part

of it all.

(May, 20, 2025)