word of the day is measure
there are many things to count
and weigh and sort and tally
units of measure can be drafted and drawn and drifted on a chart
visualized and color coded and valued and redrawn and reframed
and marginalized and massed
you can count up things and count on things and recount things and even counter things
and there is an underlying belief that all things can be enumerated and weighted and bartered and assigned
valued and deflated and scatter charted and indicated and collected and hoarded and saved and preserved and allocated and divided and added and projected
there are somethings that defy standard methods of measure. beyond scope, counter to widely held notions, they are immeasurable.
and they shall and should remain so.
one cannot measure chance, weigh prevention, contain happiness or sorrow.
while you may measure the velocity of water against skin as your fingers trace a path in the water as they dangle from a white painted row boat on a brilliant still summer day on a deep blue lake,
you cannot count or capture the ergs of bliss that it brings.