Indirect light

“You look at yourself –
It’s okay.

It’s your life –
a moment
a photo
without much history.

The focus is not on being a great hero.
It’s this moment that falls into oblivion –
Who’s worth living for.

Then you get scared.

You hold on to big stories,
but something is missing –

the end.

There is no end –
there’s no story.

You’re supposed to smell summer when it’s winter –
a single step on the asphalt.
Every single step,
no marathon –
no goal – no end –
every single step.

You are your right to be.”

Smatka is at her place in her time –
with you.

Smatka sings a hymn to the moment –
this moment.