Video and Poem, Humble Flow, by Ann Johnson
Humble Flow
She used to speak with THAT TONE
and the raw sense of self-assured knowing
until the Universe humbled her
and she accepted the offer.
[Note: begin soundtrack for the transformation –
Arvo Part’s Spiegel im Spiegel (Mirror in Mirror)]
And now she watches energy flow
through a lens of contemplation.
The lens of amusement became self-righteous and cynical
and was discarded.
So, take the invitation to walk with her,
to breathe in and breathe out,
to step between the tides.
See how bids are made
for the wave to crest
at one shore or another.
How some keep the harbor free-flowing
and others begin to erect a dam
while standing on the pier shouting,
fist to the heavens.
How even others wander the pebble beach, chanting,
dip their toes in the waves,
then move out into the current, past their knees, immersed
to the level of their open arms and hearts.
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1 comment:
Ann,
I'm there with you...my god, the water is so cold. M.
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