River whisper
Leave me alone
Love me
Connect with me
Care with me
Listen to my whispers
Listen to my anger
Or I will flood
Listen to my anger
Or I will dry out
And you will too
Don’t you see it?
That we’re not that different?
You also want to be cared for and loved
And left alone, sometimes.
Three little ducks
I observe and feel these
Three little ducks
They paddle upstream challenged by my current, yet they keep going
They move to the edges, find that reed gets in their way and find rocks to rest on
These three little ducks find coherence together
They find strength to get into the main flow of the river
Who? Me, the current river
Yet I constantly change
I change them and they change me
These three little ducks
River sounds
Splash!
Listen to me
Do you hear ‘quiet’?
Noise
So much noise
Yes, the superficial ones of passersby
And occasional speed monsters
But underneath too, so much noise
Splish splash Rrr Grr Splgr
You don’t have the letter for it
Sometimes plop
Sometimes fleuv
Ha, did someone listen deeply to a river and called it ‘fleuve’?
Sploshs
Constantly moving yet going nowhere but here
Come back here darling, away from your swirling thoughts
The fly teaches you something, if you give her a chance
She moves all over the space including your body,
Some sections tickle unbearably but some you can barely notice her being there,
You are not holding tight, and she naturally moves on without you doing anything.
Hmm, perhaps not reacting is perhaps the necessary reaction
Hmm, is she looking for water, of the non-salty kind?
You will never know what’s on her mind, but you can observe and let her be
Until she reaches a section – there I say boundary – where responding is the necessary reaction, in that moment in time.
In that moment, if you can look at it like the sparkles of light illuminating the surface of the water, if your own water can be calmly moving enough for you to hear the noise for what it is, and allow for a smile, a curiosity, a giggle
Splash like a child playing in the water with all the innocence of this fluid moment
Splash like the water moving and playing within itself, in its constant and beautiful changing forms
…fleuv…
