Secret Moses


When we tell ourselves that something must be true,
We warn each other against a naive search for equilibrium.
And if an ephemeral stasis is ever achievable,
It must be when scales balance our will with the dismal odds of disappearance.

I am not saying this because a catastrophe befell us,
I am saying : be its adversary. If you want to live a meaningful life,
Be the adversary to the catastrophe. Be only and it completely.

Then if your secret Moses is in fact a forty years old mother of three
Who happens to be your sibling, who’s not going to enter the promise land,
And who’s asking from the hills « was it a good life ? »
You’d answer « it was » and you’d continue on without turning back until it really is.

Image credit : David Bowie, a couple of days before his death

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