Daniel Boone said, “I’ve never been lost
but I have been bewildered a few times.”
An arrow flying past a window is how
Fast time flies, a drop of dew on morning
Grass is quickly gone. We breathe because
The air pressure of the world is higher
than that of our lungs. The air naturally
Forces its way into us and we think
We are the ones breathing it, when it
Is the world breathing us. Air, and its’
Pressure, came before mammals,
We evolved into It.
The Way was, the way Was;
Before we appeared and
Here is “I”…What a gift?
What are the odds of us Being,
Just in relation to other known
Life forms? Astronomical? Yes.
I don’t want the Wisdom
I can imagine. I don’t want
The Peace I can feel. I want to
Not differentiate between
Wisdom and everything else
And, I want a Peace that is
As water and I’m the fish.
Nothing special, just life.
I was asked to write something, anything that came to mind, during a retreat exercise. That was it. Just re-arranged a little and typed, I’m losing my handwriting skills. Old age and disuse, another old-coot baying at the moon.
Ahhh, Helmut…the moon is thataway.
I knew that! Harumphhhh!!