Experiencing the Flow of Life

This poem was inspired by a spontaneous enjoyment of a Colorado creek. To read more about that experience, visit the post on my travel blog: Going With the Flow of Life.

A spontaneous adventure

Of jumping in a creek

Taught me more than I expected

Its journey for my heart was sweet

Invigorated by the mountain water

Cold chill, a cleansing wash

A soft breeze carrying warm sunshine

The bright rays touching with warmth

As I laid in this flowing water

Laying back to simply float

Allowing it to carry me

Feeling the current move me along

At first I was struggling

Creating my own mistrust

This led to more bumps and bruises

Than when I surrendered,

Completely laid back to float

When I relaxed and enjoyed my breathing

I felt aware, fully present in experiencing

Immersing myself in the river’s flow

Looking up and enjoying the sky’s beauty

The masterpiece overhead of sky, trees, and sun

Feeling the water embracing me

Carrying me so sweetly and strong,

A most beautiful dance of sensations

Of trust and surrender, being taken care of

Of peacefully flowing along

Oh my God! How much this is like life

Where I struggle with the current

With myself and nature I fight

I end up sputtering on that lovely water

Hitting rocks that don’t have to hurt

And what a beautiful lesson

As all life truly is

That I can flow in this life river

It cares for me, bringing me along

For whatever may come my way,

For all that I do not know

For the “what if’s”, the “how to’s”

I can instead embrace the unknown

So I choose to allow and accept,

And this means in love I can let go

To surrender to the power

Of me and the river of life’s flow

Where Life Does Flow

Have you ever touched a bare branch in winter?

Aware with eyes that it is naked of leaves

It’s emptiness at first appears cold and lonely

Yet I’m not hesitant to feel it in my fingertips

The crisp barren cold is not most apparent

It does not chill my blood at my skin to tree touch

Instead there is awareness that life is still flowing

That energy is there in that bare branch even rough

Regardless of me and my perception

Not bothering to appear any other way than what it is

The empty tree branches in winter touch me

With the beauty of life flowing even when unseen

I love to think of how it ebbs within those little branches

Stemming from far down into the roots

They spread out alive below the frozen surface of soil

They pulse of continuing energy that runs true

How precious and energetic is that hidden glow

So amazing and miraculous that every second it flows

And even though in seasons the external appears dormant

It is still full of life flowing, I feel it so

Being aware of my joyous energy

In my touch and feelings and growth.

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