day 29…NapoWriMo
art by.. Georgina-Gibson
Too quick to critique what didn’t happen
To what found it’s way in words here
Out in the minutes given for possibilities
In being exactly enough in that hard rough
voice that thinks it knows so well
The well that feels the dis-ease of not enough
Not so well in the being of that harsh critic
Oh well is that deep hole in the ground
tossing the bucket down on a thin string
to the water unseen from up here
The splash feels good as it vibrates up
the string in hands that wants to hold the drink
to pour it in the parched mouth filling up
in this desert made of old history and lies
on a string that can hardly hold the weight
In the pull up slowly of that water’s oasis
Cool and pure for the taking and filling
Such a long time in that arid desert
On a quest for that Wholy Holy Grail
with that thin string that holds the gift
Stronger made of will and an open heart
Surrendering up what didn’t happen to
Embrace what did in the long deep drink
From the search to that Well of Wholeness
When the entire world becomes an oasis
And just now you made that discovery
