Anemone December 21, 2009

Does the sea anemone dream
Of life beyond the coral reef
Of casting off, taking the leap.

Would it fly through the water
To beauties unseen
Or sink to the bottom
To the end of the dream.

Or does it stay grounded
Guilty for feeling discontent
When surrounded by wonders
So clearly heaven sent.

Which life is the one better lived?

Maybe no thought of the past
Or of the tomorrow
Anchored tight, held fast
Only the tide to follow.

Rocking gently with the breeze
Waiting for whatever drops in from the seas.
Living right here, right now
What else matters anyhow.

Or is it more clever
To seek and endeavor
To go for it all
Every one of life’s treasures

Moving forward in faith
Leaving guilt and fear in the wake
Convinced the plan
Is a life beyond grand.

Not for the anemone
But maybe for man.

Waiting December 21, 2009

Waiting can bring the sanest person
to their knees
Victim to unrelenting neuroses.

Not knowing churns the pit inside
Releasing butterflies that sigh and sigh
As peace and serenity wave goodbye.

Dear Lord, please please save me
from this hell
with Words
that only You can spell.