What will see me through the next 20 years
(and I am less sure of those 20 than I was of ” forever”)
is my knowledge that even in the face
of the sweeping away of all that I assumed
to be permanent, even when the universe
made it quite clear to me that I was mistaken
in my certainties, in my definitions I did not break.
The shattering of my sureties
did not shatter me. Stability came from inside not outside.