“Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken.”
Oscar Wilde

Life, when all is
Said and done,
Can be seen as
A mosaic,
A whole made up
Of myriad pieces,
Each unique in shape
And color,
Yet when assembled
They come together
To form a complex whole,
A portrait of experiences
Incurred as dabbles:
A taste of it here
A taste of it there
Some rich with joy,
Others unremarkably bland,
With the occasional sour shard
Thrown in to remind me
Of how bad things
Could have been.
To gaze upon a Renoir,
To breathe rose-perfumed air,
To savor the finest chocolate,
To hear a soaring aria,
To whisper softly to a babe
Or shout loudly for my team,
To feel a tender, passionate caress...
These are just a sampling
Of my lifetime of dabbling,
Pieces of experiences
Large, small, and multi-hued
Coming together to complete
A unique portrait I hope
Will one day be
Fondly remembered.

c. 2025