- I feel largest in life in those occasional interludes
in which an instant in time seems like an eternity,
and the moment has limitless possibilities I can influence,
marked by the giant hand of the clock of infinity,
the world lit by a blindingly clear light
that falls out of the bluest of skies and whitest of clouds
onto me and the objects around me,
A cool zephyr rippling over my warming skin,
the concrete grains of a wall under my hand
the sheen of metal and the blades of green grass,
everything stilled in a crystalline sharpness
and a word, gesture or smile from me
diffusing benevolence and something good over the world.
Then the next unhurried sliding forward of the red hand
of the giant white clock standing aslant over the world
and the next infinite exalted moment.
A state of flow, of grace.
I think this is what living large is.
Not money. Not power. Not title. Not sex.
Not being without care about anything or anyone,
But being good enough at something I love
I leave a little eddy of peace and beauty somewhere,
noticed by me, even if by no one else.
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