Alex Katz, New York

We are blessed to have been born, but without any guarantees of a comfortable future in the ever habituate of change. So we socialize, develop friendships and come together as friends, companions, families, and communities, and laugh despite the pains that come with living. We reach out to each other to understand the bitter or better parts of us and in some cases, fall into the abyss were light dimensions into darkness and were our voices cease to exist. But with the Divine and Spirit force's reaching out to us, amid hand, we reach back, embrace and grasp at this intangible mystery. We reach down into the well of misfortune and help pull a stranger upward and out so the sun hits our faces with the same degree of intensity and the future begins again and again until our Z endpoint arrives.The blessing from our Father is that we are here to understand the gimmickry of our existence and touch someone before this planet turns gray. It is an event that certainly will happen as our blue marble falls into our Sun. Maybe, one day in earth times and this may be billions of years, but for mankind life is too short to turn the page towards the beginning or our end point. Just as we arrive, the winter of our time disembark, and then at summers end and accelerates the skin side of us and as we vaporizes into dust of our elemental periodic table.Before my journey ends let my memory not fade away as I turn my recollections into copy and for a while, write these things I see within my deepest concourse to expose the deep well of my mystifying life. This begins my journey that is my poetry that PEN's to this tablet.