The Pool
(Prov. 3: 5, 6 / Jer. 10: 23 / 1 Cor. 10: 12, 13)
While Driving Down A Winding Road
On A Day So Humid–Hot
Out of The Way and To The Side
I Glimpsed A Half-Hid Spot …
I Almost Did Not See It
It Was Guarded Well By Trees
But There Was No Fence or Signs
Of Being Private Property …
It Was Still Early Afternoon
On A Lazy, Long Weekend
So Instead of Going To The Mall
I Drove Closer & Got Out … To Get In
There, On That Plot of Ground
Gleamed The Smoothest, Inviting Pool
So Still & Surrounded By Rocks
It Looked So Tranquil & Cool
So I Took A Sturdy, Leafy Limb
Of A Fallen Branch On The Grass
To Climb Down That Stone-Mound-Citadel
… but I Fell – It All Happened So Fast!
As The Pool Rippled Around My Body
Concentric To My Shoulders, It Crept
At First I Could Wade Neck-Deep
But The Pool Changed To Bottomless-Depths
And Down I Went Further & Further
Tho’ I Strove Up With All My Might!
‘Til Nearly Drowning & Passing Out
As Lungs & Heart Were Squeezed So Tight
But Something Touched Me With Fluid Grace
& Began Lifting Me From This Pluvial-Pail
Drew Me Up In Steady-Splashes
Like A Bucket Being Raised From A Well
But The Day Had Changed
& So Had The Place
And The Pool Now Showed
A Rain-Plop-Plop, Lapping Face
And I Don’t Know How Long I’d Been Gone
Now I’m Just Trying To Make It Back Home
In A Wet ‘n Wild World – That’s Not My Own …
‘Cause A Pool Made A Fool of Me Turning Wrong
So, If Driving Down A Winding Road
On A Day So Humid–Hot
Beware of Out of The Way & To The Side
& Don’t Look At … That Half–Hid Spot
Written & ©: 7/2/2013
By: The MoonBee
Copyright © Moonbee Canady | Year Posted 2013
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