Lake of the Big Mind,
Without you I wouldn’t know
This pain is just weather,
And this too shall pass.
May I know the storm, the wind,
The rain, the tumultuous clouds
A little better
For the reflections of your great waters.
May I learn of my own struggling humanity,
For simply noticing
The way I rock and roll, grip and suffer,
On the face of these waves.
May I sink into the familiar gravity,
The force of belonging,
Sprawled safely in this vessel
Even as I am soaked to my bones.
May I anchor into the knowing,
Riding the surface of these great depths,
Buoyant on your wisdom
Again: that this too shall pass.
And may I hold out for the possibility of rainbows
And know that there is aliveness
And even beauty too
In this downpour.