I love this. It reminds me of when I was paddle boarding around Dog River by myself in 2020 during the pandemic when my kids would visit my parents and I’d have a day to myself. I was listening to Joseph Cambell’s The Hero’s Journey if I’m not mistaken, and they talk about going into the depths of the unknown. It’s in the depths of the things we can’t see that we clear away all of the things that are keeping us at surface level. And I understand now—art tells the truth. Alec Baldwin says in 30 Rock to Liz Lemon to fall into the crevasse. Elsa says to let it go and then to go into the unknown. Avicci said to wake me up before this is all over. It feels like drowning at first, but when I let go and went into the unknown spiritually and emotionally, into the water of my own soul, I realized that I could see everything with clarity, and I have woken up to life. And the water is truly a baptism because I woke up to infinity and immortality because only our bodies die. Our souls are the things that stay fully in tact. And I am so glad I found the way to cleanse mine. Magic. Thanks for inspiring that thought with your beautiful poem.
In my younger days I would paddle different rivers in Arkansas, Missouri and even Tennessee. Each time on a new river a "rush" came over me when the current would grab my canoe and move me forward down the river,
I love this. It reminds me of when I was paddle boarding around Dog River by myself in 2020 during the pandemic when my kids would visit my parents and I’d have a day to myself. I was listening to Joseph Cambell’s The Hero’s Journey if I’m not mistaken, and they talk about going into the depths of the unknown. It’s in the depths of the things we can’t see that we clear away all of the things that are keeping us at surface level. And I understand now—art tells the truth. Alec Baldwin says in 30 Rock to Liz Lemon to fall into the crevasse. Elsa says to let it go and then to go into the unknown. Avicci said to wake me up before this is all over. It feels like drowning at first, but when I let go and went into the unknown spiritually and emotionally, into the water of my own soul, I realized that I could see everything with clarity, and I have woken up to life. And the water is truly a baptism because I woke up to infinity and immortality because only our bodies die. Our souls are the things that stay fully in tact. And I am so glad I found the way to cleanse mine. Magic. Thanks for inspiring that thought with your beautiful poem.
That sounds like an interesting travel.. There is something about water and nature. It refreshes the soul!
Jane, I love how you always make your poems rhyme. It amazes me that that’s one thing. I’m not good at at all. I thoroughly enjoyed this.
Thanks so much, Kathleen! I have a lot of fun writing them!
It shows Jane
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In my younger days I would paddle different rivers in Arkansas, Missouri and even Tennessee. Each time on a new river a "rush" came over me when the current would grab my canoe and move me forward down the river,
That sounds like a true adventure!
I went white water rafting long ago In Tennessee and then Wyoming long before fear and shoulder issies