It could happen any time

I am looking at today's pictures from Haiti.

The troubles I have suddenly seem so easy.

Edward Espe Brown sent out this poem today.

Yes

 

It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon.  It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.

 

It could, you know.  That's why we wake
and look out -- no guarantees
in this life.

 

But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.

 

~ William Stafford ~