An Extra Ordinary Day

What would an ordinary day be like

If it was an extra ordinary day?

If at the very end of my life

I was given just one more sunrise and sunset

How would I spend that day?

Would I rush around like a man possessed

Grasping frantically at all those dreams

That were always on the horizon

But for lack of passion and daring

Never caught the tide and made it to shore?

Would I plan every precious marching minute

Trying desperately to fill in those gaps

That forever loomed like shadows

Cast by towering expectations and fears

Blocking the light of what might have been?

What if some wish-granting genie

Conjured another day with a lost love?

If we were united once more

For a single revolution of the earth

How would I share that day?

Would I make a long nostalgic list

Ticking faithfully through those favourite things

That never failed to make us smile

And returning to all those special places

Where we’d loved most deeply?

Would I write a poem of gushing words

Struggling vainly to say those important things

That got lost in the flood of feelings

And drowned in the eddies of pride

When we were together believing in forever?

How would I use another chance to grow

In the presence of my spiritual mentor?

If the teacher appeared once more

For a final round of esoteric lessons

How would I learn that day?

Would my mind be hungry with questions

Nibbling impatiently at life’s succulent mysteries

That tease my appetite like a enigmatic riddle

And tangle my mind in a frustrating maze

Of endless dead-ends and unpredictable turns?

Would I be an empty echoing vessel

Naively expecting to be filled with fermenting answers

That would intoxicate my mundane world

And open the sealed vats of my consciousness

To startling new perceptions of alternate reality?

What would an ordinary day be like

If it was an extra ordinary day?

I can only hope that I would not squander

Such a sublime gift of time

In any of those ways I have imagined possible

Rather I would wish for that day to be ordinary

Unchanged in every way except this:

That I would be more aware more awake more alive

With all my senses fully engaged

In every delicious moment of that extra ordinary day

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