Summer in the Finger Lakes

I took a drive with my wife Connie last Sunday and it was one of those summer days that pulsed with a dream-like promise of eternity. We will die most assuredly but our consciousness of that day will remain in the universal unconscious of all humankind. I thought of how my children’s children will have a flicker of this day, a sweet feeling perhaps for no more than a second. We drove around Lake Skaneateles in a lovely and suspended state of grace. There’s no name for this, but we all know what it is.

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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