I always knew I was never much of a poet.
I couldn’t even bring myself to rhyme that line.
Abstraction is often lost on me,
Unless it’s my own.
Preoccupied by daydreams is never my state of mind.
Rather most find my feet set firmly in concrete paradigms,
I could go under out here, and never be discovered.
Yet I venture in.
Thrown into the drink.
Drowning in an ocean of vagaries-
Wading through a sea of analogies, juxtapositions and symbolism-
Fins to replace the cement overshoes I’ve worn all these years.
If I lose you in my literary wake, please forgive me.
I’m just now learning to swim.
The reverberation wanes.
The temple bell sounds again.
Rise from the lotus.
Walk into your life.
Live in this moment.
Meet the challenges.
Strive to accept.