Tag: Poems

The Pull of Gravity

The gentle pull of gravity

as the mind wanders free
you are pulled by the gravity of this universe
you wander down another pathway
if you get too far away
this world pulls your mind back

while you are wandering one of those other worlds
you can be free
more free than at any other time
but if you fight for that freedom
you can win
and then, you float free

sounds good, up front
but such freedom …
we haven’t been trained in how to use
or experience
such freedom
what then?

some are diagnosed as “insane”
those that have some precognitive framework
people say they are brilliant or buddha
maybe both
just as easy they could have ended up wandering the streets
pushing a shopping cart
growling to themselves

Roam those alternate universes, my friend
just come back when you get pulled

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Out On the Bay

I paddle out onto the bay
Just me and the gulls, herons and ducks
There is a bit of wind from the south
A little chop on the water, but not much

A  flock of bufflehead since my last visit
seasons change, birds come and go
no loons yet
They will be here when it gets cold

It’s quiet on the water and it clears your mind
You can focus on the important things
Keeping the entry splash of the paddle
As gentle as the breeze

The wind picks up…
Each boat is different
As distinctive as fine wine
The best are alive with each wave.

You move with the water
The boat and you as one
Keeping your balance, centered
Following the boat … The boat knows.

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Mountains Stay the Same

Mountains stay the same
but our perception of them
as the clouds come and go
changes continually.
The mountain continuously changes
but too slow for our perception.

Rivers change
gravel bars and boulders move
log jams form and wash away.
A river changes
from trickle to torrent
cutting its channel on its way to the sea.

Trees don’t stay the same
they drop leaves or needles, limbs even
year to year, they grow
fast at first, slower with age
sorta like people

We are not stuck in time
time washes over us
through us.
We change with the tides
with the moon
with the seasons
’til we return to the sea.

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