rushing waters

there was once a man that was in his mind shell

he was to make life like something 

that was hard or pushed against him always

he did not attempt to break out of this way of being 

in judgement of the world 

he stayed in himself like this for a long time 

when he was working and when at home 

when he was with others and when he was alone 

when he was standing and when he was sitting

he was in his mind this way 

one day he was walking across a bridge

with water racing underneath 

he looked down and saw a spot of life 

that was clinging to a rock 

it held there with such tenaciousness it seemed to 

him even with the water 

rushing so strongly and obviously to overpower 

and sweep it away

he thought my how his mind is this way 

and then let it go and went about his business 

and then another day there was another 

experience that happened 

when walking over the bridge 

when he looked at the water he felt for a moment 

that the water was like himself 

rushing all the time 

and not really going anywhere 

this is what appeared to him
like an insight 

and he stopped at the bridge a minute 

for the first time and looked over the water 

and into the sky of great wide expanse

and took in the bright bits of color of nature 

that played about here and there in the 

shafts of sunlight 

and watched the birds fly freely and listened 

to their call

and he felt different for just a moment 

as he had never stopped like this and really looked 

at life 

with eyes that were not in judgement or making up a story 

about it 

and he breathed deeply and sighed and felt lighter 

for just a moment 

and then he walked over the bridge and disappeared 

on his way into the world...