Saturday, May 7, 2011

clocked at 94

when the wind comes down the canyon -
disarray! there are thoughts like that, over
and over. if we had a weather map, it would
show a low, followed by a high,again and
again. through life, the systems swell on
through, coiling over the ridges and knocking
at the doors, the roofs, the windows. let's ride
the jet stream of living like condors, taking
the long view if we can. the disturbance
that destroys creates new opportunities
for life/not life to wither or thrive. let's take
one more step out into the wind, and then ...