You know those got-nothing moments when that is the absolute truth and you step straight into it without question and you realize there is nothing to want even in the cold because
Things are so uncertain:
Seventy degrees and sunny today
Fifty-five and pelting rain tomorrow
And you're not ready for it
We know this by your thin jacket
And the summer shoes
You just won't put away
But you know if you forget about it
And stand there in the puddle and think
"I am barefoot,"
It all
Becomes
So very good
Because you're up to your knees in water
In fact you have become the tall grass
That takes what little the sun has to offer
Through that grey mess of autumn sky
And you make of it a song and dance
You are lithe, beautiful
Drinking light
Dancing
Never moving,
Either
And shocking the neighbors
By the indecent honesty and openness
(My God, we can all see you there)
With which you live in your body
With which you dance in the light
With which you turn the swamp
Into a song.
My God, you make it look easy
As easy as you are yourself
(We have been watching for some time now).
Is this a dance?
A seduction?
I'd run if I weren't standing beside you
Up to my knees in the tall drink
We call life.
One Single Impression
Sandy Carlson Social