Ides of March

Whiffs of clarity
And universal understanding
Come and go

I'm too young and too old
To continue this worthless fight
I've seen through the darkness
To understand the value of light

Though I seek validity
From the Ides of March
I watch the darkness
Open its jaws
Whatever presence
That graced my spirit
Is for whomever
I choose to inherit

--Sven Atle Kopperud

Hurt

Unexpected news arrived. I guess I should have seen it coming. However, I was more surprised by my own reaction to the aforementioned. How remarkably strange.