I am certain about nothing.
The wind changes,
the river continues to flow,
the seed splits,
the people move, and I am left tending to the fire.
A caretaker of old wounds and deep crevasses,
erosions created by a steadfast knowing that refused to let life flow as it chooses.
I have spent my life being certain about one thing or another -
whether that’s where I would be a year from now, or who I would be tomorrow…
Nothing sticks.
Everyone reaches for the things they cannot grasp, as though it will soothe them. But the only thing that will ever be truly permanent is life and death.
LIFE, the momentary state of being here, now.
DEATH, the moment you graduate to something new.
The impact of my certainty is that I am uncertain at all times, and learning how to be more comfortable with the space that that creates.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
c. Sean Williams, 2025-3033. digital, procreate 2480 X 3508 px, ART ONLY.
