Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Jump

'Carl's Jump' at Abiquiu Lake, New Mexico

Jump
8/1/09

Nothing like being rested,
up early, having gratitude
for spectacular foggy morning,
wet 'white sage' scent,
birds, trees, my relations,
to life, people, existence,
in 'medicine wheel' ecstasy,
then coming back upstairs
embracing my morning rituals
that sustain deep levels
of integrated, balanced living,
no matter what's happening
with the political world
things are good here,
this moment of contemplation,
when all there is
becomes pen to paper,
hand movements, following mind,
the thoughts wanting expression,
slowing time to crawl,
soon change will happen
as this poem completes
and life spirals onward
asking me to participate,
be part of dance,
another story about how
people jump into future.

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