Time

When am I?

Where am I?

The room expands to infinity

and feels cramped.

I am lost in now:

            no flowers to pick;

                        no bouquets to place;

no need to do;

no one needs me to do it.

This touches who I am,

            restlessly doing and going

                        fitting living into a pattern,

            the pattern becoming me.

But take time!

            Don’t let it take you,

                        swiftly, like the middle current

                                                of the unstoppable river.

            Dam the river time,

                        and in the quiet lake,

                                    behind the dam

            don’t notice that the water

                                    still flows.

Swim deep in Now

           

           

To the limit

To the limit

By Kit Kurtz 9-24-15

The news reads:

Feared dead, May 16, 2015, (age 43);Yosemite, California

Dean Potter: expert free climber, alpinist, base jumper.

“High above the Yosemite Valley there are cliffs

where daredevils dream of flight”

          He BASE-jumped

in a winged suit to carry him on the wind.

Those of us earth bound,

let the news float by us

and only pause to think:

“Did he not value

his mortal life?

No self preservation?

Foolhardy?”

Have YOU ever flown on the wind?

Touched the sky?

Left your flesh behind

and entered Spirit’s realm?

The news reads:

Feared dead,  August 2, 2015 (aged 53); Ibiza, Spain

          Natalia Molchanova: world's 'greatest freediver'

                    dove deep into the ocean,

into her passion

"It seems she'll stay in the sea,”

her son said.

            “I think she would like that."

 

Those of us land bound,

let the news float by us

and only pause to think:

“Did she not value

her mortal life?

No self preservation?

Foolhardy?”

 

                                 Have YOU ever known the essence of the sea?

                                 Felt the quiet so deep

                               all you could hear was God.

The news reads:

Feared dead, September 14, 2015 (age 62); Boiling Pots, Hilo, Hawaii

          Jolee Reiswig: brilliant water and waterfall adventurer

                   Saved the life of her companion,

                             then was pulled into the waterfalls turbulence.

                                      She hasn’t been seen since.

Those closest to her say:

“What a glorious exit.”

“It was as she would have wanted.”

“It seems she will stay in the river.

 I think she would like that.”

Those of us body bound,

let the news float by us

and only pause to think:

“Did she not value

her mortal life?

No self preservation?

Foolhardy?”

                                         Have YOU ever given “above and beyond”

and made an adventure that lasts beyond memory?

Have you discovered waterfalls in rainbows?

                                      Do YOU  play with the whales?

                                         Have YOU ever had a dolphin gift you a leaf

                                                        and call you friend?

Do you listen to God’s voice over the noise of all others?

These three children of God

Each as they saw their way

Explored the heights of God’s glory

Live in God’s day.

Gecko knowledge

Gecko knowledge

The jeweled gecko

                                               walking effortlessly

                                                  up the wall

                                                        and across the underside

                                                                of the overhanging roof

stops

                            and looks at me.

                                           Is he waiting

                                          for a crumb of toast

                              or flicking his tongue

                            to taste the air for my smoothie?

But his look seems to wonder

                                          why I don’t join him

                                    upon the wall and over the ceiling

                                       and use the ability

                                            he assumes he shares with me,

 to use attractive van der Waals' forces 
from molecules in
                              boards and walls and glass.

         

                As he slips into a crevice

                                                                 is he sad  that I don’t

                  understand my

                  capabilities

 or

only certain

                                                        that someday

                                                   I will

                                                       know,

                                                            and

                                                                join

                                                                   him

                                                                       up

                                                                         there

                                                                            on

                                                                               the

                                                                              wall?