Meditation for the Living

We claim helter-skelter

over the shakings of the universe, 

as we stomp our own two feet

against the pavement.

Running up that hill

but not to make a deal with God,

maybe we could just be running

for the sake of the feeling

of the earth underneath our bare feet.

Pause for the moments of trepidation,

seconds tick closer to completion

of our trip around an exhausted sun,

only left to be defined

by if and how we choose to fill

the silences of the world.