Easy

Easy

like winter white crystalline water

trickling down over granite rocks

in rivulets falling head over heels

to ice-covered rivers with snowy banks

it flows

Easy

like warm bluegreen waters

lapping at lazy gray posts of

weather-beaten sagging piers

leading to soft white sandy beaches

of quiet Caribbean Islands

in the off-season

just relaxing

Easy

like walking slowly on a tree-lined path

on a Monday morning in a city park

with only pigeons and ducks from the

pond for company and daydreaming of

summer in the springtime

so smooth

Easy

like lying on clean sheets and puffy pillows

on a cool fall Sunday morning with half a cup

of coffee or tea, a half finished newspaper and

a contented pet curled up at your feet, talking

on the phone to your dearest friend about

nothing at all and everything that counts

so comfortable

Easy

like peace in winter

joy in springtime

hope in summer

thankfulness in fall

like grateful hearts

faithful friends

loving families

so right

as it should be

so easy

just be

easy

~~~~~~let it flow~~~~~~~~

Flowtrvlr

©2002

Soul Search

I sit, I wait, in silence best
I center down my restlessness
I think on all life's mystery
If understanding come to me
I gratefully thank the one who is
For granting life and joy to give


I seek to find and entered, stay 
In fellowship with ancient ways
Whose wisdom is it's own reward
In truth, in love, in living toward
A path of peace where I must go
To journey towards the river's flow


For rivers flow both deep and wide
Their waters rush and sometimes hide
What lies beneath the flood and then
They sometimes hold their waters in
And stand in pools while levels deep
So life renews while rivers sleep


To understand the river's flow
One must beneath the surface go
To learn the depths and see the land
Through which the river's path must wind
For gently flowing rivers laze
Across both field and forest glade


A time for fish and insects like
To raise their young and live their life
Then when time has come for change
The river roars to life again
And taking with it in it's cage
Are all the deaths to which it sates


Until it's spent and pours it's breath
Into the sea and lies in death
And thus it ends, the river's life
And I in contemplation, rife
Through all I know to understand
What part I play in river's hand


I sit, I wait, in silence best
My soul renewed and now at rest

Artwumyn

©2002