I Stare Into the Water

I Stare Into the Water I stare into the water (The water stares back at me) In harmony with Terra Mater, I expend no energy. Without a paddle or wind to sail, My prospects are unavailing; I position myself not to turn-tail, But complacently sit quiet, waiting. Better were an arising storm, To force challenge of the elements, Then I could stroke these listless arms, And make for the lee of Canoe Island. Though I cherish the life given, But wish to be in a different place, This cannot be the eye’s intention, Timeless, on an unrippled lake! To create beings idle and helpless, Void of expansion of faculties; Suppresses conscious awareness, And says forever is death realized. A blight cast adrift with stigma, Whose destiny is nullified; Because I’m trapped in a quagmire, Loathed to idle in paradise. ***