Look: into Water

Look:

into 

Water

I had to become the moving water I already am,

falling back into the human…

Our old cat doesn’t care.  He laps the water where my face used to be.    

                                                                                                            Jim Harrison

                                                                                                             Calendars

To see

yourself

bend over water.

Salt

or not

calm or not

head over heels

or not

a rock

or not

and weeds

or not

wait

or don’t

wait, stir

or don’t

with your toe

with your thumb

it will settle

while you stand

or it won’t

before

you walk off –

and the softer

the sand

the more water.

Now bend

over that.  See,

if it’s a clear day,

your face in

your heavy

foot fall

of your own

heel. 

It’s a grey day

or it isn’t.  It’s

raining

or it isn’t.  There’s

moon

or there’s no moon.

There are crows

or there are not

crows

there are always

crows.

They greet you

or they don’t. 

They fly

off or they stay.

Walk on.  Where,

my dear one,

after having stood

so long

over the water,

is your face

now?  Because it was.

And then

it was not.