49. Solid Rock
Solid rock
Is more preferable than shifting sand
When one is confused.
Looking at Mountains
Which have not changed appearance for eons
Is encouraging to us.
We don’t think of tectonics.
This powerful force can move what we see.
Heavy rocks become an avalanche.
Never take anything for granted.
The Beginning? Middle? Or End? We don’t know.
Rocks do not float in the winds.
Sand blows across Continents and Oceans.
We have lost much in these storms of “dust”.
The Ocean’s beaches
Have been hewn from rock and covered in sand.
Walk on a Beach with wonder.
Sand is Rock
Which has been worn by the force of Water.
Will the Oceans shift?
50. Possibly
Possibly,
I will never think about what could be.
It is disturbing.
The disturbances
I imagine are from an active mind
That dwells on the dramatic.
Comedy is difficult.
It is easier to make myself cry.
Changing emotional gears is tough.
Is it due to my experience
When I used to dread facing each new day
That I have learned to not dwell on the future?
My tomorrows are brighter.
My thoughts are lighter and my spirit soars.
I’ve extinguished despair from my head.
Living, not thinking,
Is the best advice I’ve given myself.
Have I become a grown-up?
Finally,
I’m on the path of Happiness and Peace.
Perpetual bliss.
[JWG will be away for the next two weeks. He will be back beginning with entries from his JWG’s Experimental Eccentric as well as more poetry from JWG’s Grand Hodgepodge and continuing his JWG’s Necessity. Until then, happy end of Summer.]
