Pond Memories

I remember, back before puberty, and all concomitant complexities, visiting the pond behind our barn, to watch water spiders. I wondered what we would like living on thin transparent skin between two equally visible universes, one below, and one above. Below, life would be somewhat darker but unlike soil. I would look down into flowing water space, watching other little pond insects and amoebas, and lichen, and occasional predator fish or water snake, or frog. Above, I could look up to see flying insects, and grass forests, rocks above, as below, but dry, lighter, easier to maneuver, to stick to, to remember. Again, the occasional predator, like birds and again those pesky frogs who also tend to live near life's bicameral surface. Yet, in a way, this surface, Boundary skin between two universes, Prime Relationship limned barrier between air and water universes has its own specific unitarian traits, responding to both air and water flow, sometimes confluently, sometimes dissonantly. My own spidery journey along that surface, looking in and looking up, is quite different than looking out, forward, with confusion as I lose capacity to integrate down and up while staring toward my independent rooted past and crowning future. So, my water spider grows three eyes. Only supereco eye looks directly toward my future, interpreting Prime Relationship between my right eye, sensing water within below, and inside While my left eye, looking up and out, seeks to understand what this huge mammal, a red headed kid, is doing with our fresh-aired day.