Sep 2010
Gently I float along; adrift in an endless sky.
I feel the open expanse surround me.
I’ve lost the connection with my home; my gentle creator,
Now I’m alone, with no power of will,
Just floating adrift.
As I feel the strength of the wind,
I emerge into another element.
This is soft and soothing, an embracing parent,
Carrying me slowly, along its watery flow,
Just floating softly.
As I begin to feel the water’s grace,
I wash up onto another element.
This is hard and reassuring,
I am no longer moving; instead I am still,
Just so still.
Finally I feel a gentle combining,
As of a merging of elements.
Silky water on one side,
Earthy ground on the other,
And flowing air above.
Blissful peace envelops me,
And I sleep.
I feel the open expanse surround me.
I’ve lost the connection with my home; my gentle creator,
Now I’m alone, with no power of will,
Just floating adrift.
As I feel the strength of the wind,
I emerge into another element.
This is soft and soothing, an embracing parent,
Carrying me slowly, along its watery flow,
Just floating softly.
As I begin to feel the water’s grace,
I wash up onto another element.
This is hard and reassuring,
I am no longer moving; instead I am still,
Just so still.
Finally I feel a gentle combining,
As of a merging of elements.
Silky water on one side,
Earthy ground on the other,
And flowing air above.
Blissful peace envelops me,
And I sleep.
I wrote this poem alongside the San Juan river in Utah. It was on my eighth grade class trip and we had some alone time. I was inspired to write this poem because I saw a lone leaf floating through the air and I thought "What would it be like to be a leaf?"
