Just because
you once made sense to me
doesn’t mean
you make sense to me now.
Just because
you don’t make sense to me now
doesn’t mean
you won’t make sense to me later.
Just because
sense has a dictionary definition
doesn’t mean
sense is a static thing.
What makes sense keeps changing.
It seems foolish to pin sense down,
and place it in a scrapbook,
only to look back and go
“What were we thinking?”
8/27
Past coherence
does not guarantee present clarity,
for what resonated once
may not harmonize now.
Today’s perplexities
may yield to tomorrow’s revelations,
as the river of understanding flows.
A definition, though penned,
is not the keeper of unchanging verity,
for sense itself is fluid, shifting.
The folly lies in confining sense,
imprisoning it in dusty tomes,
only to glance back and marvel,
“What once seemed wise?”
8/27