Today darkness seems square like an evergreen against a maple in fall and brightness looks circular like a flower’s bloom. I may see them differently tomorrow, but they blend together cosmically like joyful austerity, like getting unexpected things right, like warm and cold.
This past week the weather has shown how awesome autumn can feel, fitting itself in between summer and winter. It made me smile. The weather got it right.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Prompt with the theme “cosmically circular/cosmically square”. Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile.
The 40 degree weather didn’t stop locals and non-locals, all of us indigenous to this planet, from running, or cheering on the runners, in the Chicago Marathon.
Admittedly there is something odd about 45 thousand members of an indigenous species voluntarily running 26.2 miles and even keeping track – to the second – of records such as the 2:14.04 top time set by Kenyan’s Brigid Kosgei for women runners. I can imagine aliens from another planet, ready to invade, having second thoughts because of that, but if these marathons help keep out those non-indigenous species I’m all in favor of them.
The photo I took was from the very last mile at the very end of the race going up Michigan Avenue. The top winners had finished hours ago. If I were a runner and I got that far, which is questionable, that’s where I’d be. About midway under the Chinatown arch what made me smile was a sign that read, “Hurry up and finish, your mom’s freezing out here”.
Run past Chinatown in windy Chicago weather back home to Grant Park
The past is holding me in place. The present sets me free. The distant future’s smiling face Lies past this tulip tree And past the trunk of this great oak With distance calling me. Live that future. It's today Returning smiles the future gave.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme ” A Vision of Tomorrow/Through the Eyes of Yesterday”. Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. My smile this week comes from having the opportunity to write this poem. Also linked to dVerse Quadrille where Merril is hosting with the word “set”.