[net.poems] Over the Passiac 7/6/80

sms (11/13/82)

The bright sun, and green trees
    swaying over the brown stream.
    Blotches of green
        that are 
    passive fish of seaweed
    slowly swimming their way
    also swaying their leaves
       slower than the trees
       with the same motionless effort/effect

There is a free floating fish
    swimming down stream
    as its neighbors try to catch it
    they touch, and drift on.

To those anchored to the mud
    it would seem that they are striving
       to get up stream.
    making steady progress
        in the water made brown by their ancestors
  While the drifters fall behind
      no mud to call their own
      no position to be attached to.

The trees stand over 
    the agitation and despair
    taking in the sun, soil, and water.

To the stream,
    it is the growth
        that is set in its way
        attached to the slime
    that remains behind
    while the unattached drifter
        is free to progress
        down with the stream
        to the rivers, lakes, and ocean
    held back by neither neighbors or possessions
    but ongoing to new experiences.

Such is the lesson of my muddy stream
    that I see today.