My person: a pool, a biodynamic system of critters and chlorophyll. Silent and reflective, all that glimmers is a glassy sheen. See the water-walking insects leaving indentations on the surface. It gives a whisper of way but never quite breaks.
Of you, I ask something more. Don't just admire the cold stillness of my surface. All you see is your own damn reflection, your prejudices and preconceptions and self-professed tolerance confirmed. Don't just look at me; look into me. Tear through the water's skin. Let yourself feel the slippery rocks, the warmth of moisture that indicates a life like yours and unlike yours.
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2 comments:
This is a beautiful expression of how I wish people would interact and understand each other. How wonderful would it be if we all did just take to the time to asborb one another. Or better yet, just dive in and let things be what they will, let people be who they are, w/out pretense or judgement. And all of this, would be even more wonderful over the course of a well-cooked, languid meal (another practice that seems to be disappearing from face-paced lifestyles and cultural practice) - don't ya think?
Agreed! Thanks for your thoughtful appreciation, friend.
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