something will happen

universal quest for more than fleeting happiness
moments of applause after a concert
opening night at the opera
singular moments of substitution
the special person — people — somehow always absent
home again to my empty house
somewhere over a rainbow
before or after the storm
the day after tomorrow I will begin to wonder
through the meandering life of a procrastinator
whether it can happen here
elsewhere has had its share
forever, will true happiness find my doorstep
like Santa Claus and chimneys
transforming hope into a home
among the shooting stars of fate destined for the masses
wherever I may be, can providence calm the questions of my soul
there-ever and whenever, here-ever and now
my arms in welcoming openness
awaiting a new year's resolution
let it happen, something to cherish
a gift to fulfill the lifetime left to me
a just quest for fleeting universal happiness


something will happen
12 december, 2004