Clarity

Clarity

Well,
here it is;
clarity.
At least,
one of many definitions
and examples.

We all seek it,
don’t we?
You never hear
someone say,
“I want you
to be unclear
with me”, or
“Unclearly,
Alex loves
her environment.”
Never.

I am constantly amazed
at just how nakedly
clear
the water is
between the shore
by my house
and little Turn Island.

It is even clear
in the harbor,
where all the man-made
floating objects,
otherwise referred to
as boats,
might suggest
a murkier outcome;
what with bilges
and engines
and pump outs
and who-knows-what.

On an afternoon
like this,
where rain and sunshine
compete
with each other
for meteorological control
over my life,
their battle is my reward—
clarity,
stunningly beautiful
clarity.

Alex Shapiro April 2008