There are moments of epiphany
instants of elegance found in miles of misery
like a kind word on a horrid day
or a fly found in your Chardonnay.
There are lessons to be found
in bad situations
and glorious findings in times of crisis.

It may be better
when you uncover glory
in the midst of the shit.
Perhaps you can appreciate it more.
Perhaps
a gorgeous harmony can be found
in the middle of that crappy show
with that idiot audience
and a shake machine going off nonstop.

Possibly
it was better that way
than if the insect escaped
your Chardonnay.
Conceivably,
The magic is more marvelous
when it needs to be earned.

Good show.