See water in your lucid eye;
wonder at its nature,
know its goodness;
taste its clarity of purpose
this life uttering substance
of extraordinary experience,
not even light commands
imagination the way water does,
though light seems it's lover,
indivisible in the ways it makes water visible.
Remember the seasons of water's shape-shifting from
liquid to crystal to vapour in the turn of the temperature,
recall the summers submerged in lakes and rivers and pools and
ponds and puddles, recall the magic of snow and
frost geometries.
Remain aware of it in every cell and other being.
Understand how there can be no price that will ever justify
its commodification, no rationalization that will sanctify
its being bought and sold like souls, nothing that can glorify
the enslavement of the planet's cytoplasm so buyers and sellers
can herd life to market.
Stand upon the waters and we will walk
where humanity has never before been.
www.wellingtonwaterwatchers.ca, "let slip the dogs of" peace.
Selected Works, Volume One On Sale
Jerry Prager, author of Legends of the Morgeti vol 1 &2 has published selections of poetry and prose from three of his previously published books, his blog The Well Versed Heart and unpublished works. On Sale at Macondo Books, the Bookshelf, in Guelph and the Eden Mills Writers Fest.
Jerry Prager, author of Legends of the Morgeti vol 1 &2 has published selections of poetry and prose from three of his previously published books, his blog The Well Versed Heart and unpublished works. On Sale at Macondo Books, the Bookshelf, in Guelph and the Eden Mills Writers Fest.
D'Etre Raisins
No sour grapes these,
rather the withered sweetnessof seasons lengthened
to aged fruition
chewed introspectively.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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