Blues run layers deep
Beneath an intoxicated heat
Rustling the lake with scattered breezes
No storm tonight
But ’round a distant point
Rough waters wait
Blues run layers deep
Beneath an intoxicated heat
Rustling the lake with scattered breezes
No storm tonight
But ’round a distant point
Rough waters wait
Wind bends the grasses
Agitates the sea
Riffling waves roll
From water onto land
While I remain unperturbed
Steadfast
Face into the wind
As all around me
Is buffeted
And this
This is how I want to be
In the storm that is life
Where I am disturbed
By all that moves around me
Perturbed by the rushing flow
I take note
Learn the lessons nature offers
Resolve to become
Resolute as the rocky shore
Firm against the crashing waves
Supple as the grasses
Which bend then return to form
Deep as the ocean
Calm beneath its roiling surface
The wind
Whispers in my ear
Learn this
And you will become peace
I fall
A cascade
Out of the mist
Down the rocky narrows
Seeking the still
Cool waters
Their calm
But there is no pool
Only the decline
Until I am reduced
To a trickle
Then
nothing
The green clings
Tenuous
Tenacious
To a billion years
Of granite and gneiss
And green grew only
For half of that
While here am I
Where the Earth collides
With itself
To raise mountains
From sundered plains
Now left to wonder
If dinosaurs and woolly mammals
Wandered landscapes
Much different than this
At Gros Morne
A place that just feels
Older than time
An unknown road
Into unknown lands
For the spectrum of possibilities
I strike a balance
Between fear
And anticipation
Then lean heavily
On the latter
I long for this experience of love
Moments of profound beauty
Shared by souls intertwined
In a beauty all their own
I wait my turn
Patience
As life streams by
Finding neither
Moment nor desire
To enter the stream
Faith in
Fate or serendipity
To sweep me into the fray
Content when
Reality
Makes no such demand
Oh Lord
Universal father and mother
Burn away the illusions of existence
Three friends
Astride two wheels
Alive in a single moment