Monday, December 23, 2019

A wild run


In general, I am averse to risk
I am homebody, a nester

But
I know the pleasure of running down a hill, your legs spinning under you,
you realize you've lost control, you might trip at any moment
and you are scared,
tumbling
feeling the air with each bounce
but also
you are wild and free
carefree of the crash until it happens
In awe of the risk
caught in the wonder of momentum
for a few seconds, time is timeless
the end has not been reached
and the joy of being alive bursts through your body
extends out
and wraps your tiny self
around the whole great earth

Body of Civilization
now we are running
down the hill
tumbling faster than we can control
scared
sad
but oh what a wild ride it has been
how beautiful the music we have created
the lights and explosions we released
The power of the sun we liberated from wood and gas
and the magic of understanding
We have lifted our selves up into the sky
and talked through the clouds
We swam with dolphins
and made millions of babies
and millions of laughs
We looked at tiny crystal cells and mapped our genes

Civilization, I am but one cell in your body
and I weep for our choice
But I love you
I forgive you
and I am grateful for the wild ride












 


Sunday, December 15, 2019

A hole is never empty

A hole is never empty
Something always fills it
Air
or water
or sand

Bark 
Or bugs
Leaves
Minerals 
Blood
scar 
puss

Pain
or time
or love

A hole is never empty
Something always fills it
Silence as big as a mountain 
Or a baby’s cry

Like children at the beach
We learn 
The edges collapse 

And the water rushes in

Here is my prescription for the vast majority of us: You need to be in a relatively safe place outside with others