Sunday, February 18, 2007

Just Passing Thru


I am part of the load
Not rightly balanced
I drop off in the grass,
like the old Cave-sleepers, to browse
wherever I fall.

For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains
floating and flying in the will of the air,
often forgetting ever being
in that state, but in sleep
I migrate back. I spring loose
from the four-branched, time -and-space cross,
this waiting room.

I walk into a huge pasture
I nurse the milk of millennia

Everyone does this in different ways.
Knowing that conscious decisions
and personal memory
are much too small a place to live,
every human being streams at night
into the loving nowhere, or during the day,
in some absorbing work.
Rumi

3 comments:

Katie McKenna said...

I love trains.

I'm still contemplating your post. :)

Daydream believer said...

Just passing through...how goes the MN cold?

Jim Wilkins said...

Katie,
I love trains myself and my early years, we lived a hundred yards from a major train line. I still remmeber the billowing plumes of black and white smoke as they would go thru.

DB.
I know you are happy with your snow and cold weather, so I will not bother to inform you that it is warm, sunny, and quite delicious outside.
Even the smidgen of snow is melting away. Spring is in the AIR!!!!