1. The Green
2. The Habits and the Flow
3. The Human Condition
But he is overwhelmed and afloat
The river flows rigorously by him
And everywhere else
He remembers the river from a dream
The browns are curious, supportive and showing the way
Just as the lines of his drawings are
And the Green welcomes them
There are golden drops all over the place
I told you he is overwhelmed
I did not tell you it is joy
The reds are riding in dutifully
Hoping they are in the right direction
Reminding of biblical tribes of nomads
Who always go to where the green goes.
A few notes:
The nomads who follow the green are the subconscious habits that we have. Of course I did not think this when I wrote the poem. You try to escape them by changing your life and there they are with you again.
This is a description of my life at the moment. Of course I did not think so when I wrote it. The lines help me a lot to see clearly.
The joy is all over the place, in the curiosity, in the creativity, in the love, in the beauty, in itself.
The poem has power because it speaks in pre-language. You put words to it but it is the pre-language that speaks.
The river was seen sharply and clearly in a deep state, showing me that the flow of real life is always right here with us, strong and eternal.
Why is the green the hero?
When beauty is created through you there is satisfaction.
It is the beauty that came through, that puts you in wonder, provoking deep appreciation and thankfulness, that you can also call satisfaction.
You feel you did something that is meaningful. You expanded, surprisingly. You have more love now. This is satisfaction.
Do you need anything? No. Thanks. Everything is OK.