deep waters

Copy Right © 2012 Hannah Gosselin ~ Pier Post Persisting

I crawl under the logs
trembled stones brush the earth
willow trees sway in the wind
casting shadows on me
slush and mud rub into me
the stain on my clothes I can bear
the image imprinted in my corona
I cannot see
who called the bluffs
my mind asks
when I hold a log
my nail snags
you could have it all
all of me,
all of my possessions
but you escaped in that vessel
into deep waters
which will take you far away

"from my strategic point 
I watch the vessel sink into deep waters,
loving the smell of mud on my skin"

recipe for blissful living

have you ever watched an ant
going nonhalant on its way
ignoring you totally
or maybe it doesn't see you at all
and why should you expect it to
yet you call yourself strong and invincible
although even a mere ant
does not give you a second thought
or for that matter even a first glance

with singular linearity
it traverses on its path
maybe you need to learn from it
acknowledging it as your guru