How to Summon Wonder
Instructions for Deliberate Astonishment. written for the "instructions for a Feeling" Challenge.

First, forget what you came for.
Let your errand dissolve like sugar
in the back of your mind. You are now
officially lost, though only a little.
*
Find something ordinary. A bottle cap
works well, or a dandelion pushing through
concrete, or the way brake lights bloom
in sequence down a wet street.
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Crouch if you need to. Get your face
close enough to see what you've been
missing: the serrated edge, the small
structure of survival, the pattern
that repeats because it must.
*
Ask the wrong questions. Ask "What is this?"
in the form of "How did this become?"
Ask "Why here?" as "What journeyed to arrive?"
*
Trace the lineage backward,
the factory, the seed, the decision
made by engineers, or evolution,
or blind necessity.
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Now expand. Let your attention
drift to the periphery. Notice
the light has changed while you
were looking. Notice the couple
arguing in the parking lot has made up
or driven away. Notice how much
goes on without you, how the world
is outrageously itself, and keeps being,
and doesn't need your witness,
yet offers it anyway.
*
Feel the hinge of it, how small
you are, how vast everything else is,
and how you're allowed to touch it.
This moment, this dandelion, this
utterly unlikely fact of being here
with eyes that work and a mind
that keeps wondering.
*
The wonder arrives now, if it's coming.
It is not a lightbulb that turns on, rather a slight
pause in the breath, a softness
in the chest, the sense that you've been
handed something precious, and you can't
remember why you thought
you'd seen it all before.
*
You can't make it stay. That's not
part of the instructions. Just notice
when it leaves, and know
where you knelt when it came.
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Mark the spot somehow. You'll need it
on the ordinary days, to remember
that astonishment is a skill
you can practice, a door that opens
from the inside, a feeling that arrives
when you stop waiting and start
looking at what's already here.
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
Tim is an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. He writes about rural life, family, and the places he grew up around. His poetry and essays have appeared in Bloodroot and Coal Dust, his latest book.


Comments (3)
Wonderful! Such a heady and uplifting piece. 👏👏𓇢𓆸
Such well-wrought advice in a beautiful poem. A profound part: "You can't make it stay. That's not part of the instructions. Just notice when it leaves, and know where you knelt when it came."- May everyone learn this lesson!❤ Also, the cover image aligns perfectly. Wishing you a very Merry Christmas, Tim! 🎄
Excellent— both the poem and the advice. Happy to read and receive this, great work Tim! I don’t love the word “miracle” but life is as you said— unlikely— enough to be one. And mindfulness make the living a lot smoother and more enjoyable. I also like the concept of contemplating and finding amazement in something as mundane as a bottle cap. Even things that are problems, like litter, are still mind blowing in a way— be humbling to consider how many humans put effort into the design, production, distribution, etc. Very thought provoking poem man!