Passing

No statistic exists to confirm my point,

however I am virtually certain almost everyone

imagines a threshold, courtroom or pearly gate

where at the end of life all things are examined for their credibility,

morality and/or absurdity before a passing happens.

You pass if honesty,

good association,

adequate contemplation (and the like)

colored your big and smalls,

moments and decades,

stillnesses and sounds.

Your loving me

appears the only thing

that would get me a pass during

this small moment of stillness.