Rein In, Ride On
beneath the frothy rapids
along splashy river shallows,
strewn with sunken rocks,
crawls a delicate sand shrimp,
slender and transparent,
the color of colorless cellophane;
having long discovered
the right body tilts and moves,
it is able to rein in and ride on
the fastest, often swirling, flow
of the invisible undercurrent,
gliding to where it wants to go;
but, perhaps the shrimp doesn't
manipulate the current after all,
perhaps it just yields to each
flow and abandons its original
wishes, having been convinced
about what it can and cannot do !
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