The View From Here

The View From Here

Monday, March 16, 2015

MidStream

Muddy water swirls;
legs numb in glacial chill
slippery stones, rounded by the laughing current
caress and bruise my feet

Moments, just moments ago;
standing on the river edge,
Sun warm on my shoulders
grass soft and fragrant below me

The river sang, dancing, glittering in the sun
Clear and bright,
beckoned me
My way seemed sure and easy

But
     One step in
the bottom shifted under my feet,
silken silt drifted up
obscuring the crystal flow.
The current presses me one way;
my heart urges another.
Feet burning cold, struggling to find purchase

Arms spread wide for balance as I teeter there
midstream.
The sun still warms my hair,
like scattered gems
the surface sparkles.
Stand still a moment.
Just
     Breathe.

In stillness roiling water clears again
Balance regained
One step,
          one step
                    more
Against the insistent flow

to your outstretched hand.

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