Unrepeatable

Unrepeatable

Why must it take illness or injury

to make us see how precious

these hours and days can be, how

uncommon our life on Earth is?

Just a week ago, I sat on the lumpy

couch that knows the shapes

of our bodies so well, cushions

conforming to every curve as rays

of late light reached through

to shine on my face, and I shielded

my eyes, taking it all for gra…