The Equanimity of Waterfalls

Spring Waterfall

The waterfall knows no equanimity

In early spring it rages

From the remnants of melting snow

In fall it is bone dry

Depleted

From the heat of the scorching summer

In winter it is still

The water cold and iced upon its rocks

The effort is

Throughout the seasons

To keep the waterfall in your mind

From early summer

When it is steady

Calm

Flowing

The water will escape its state

It always does

As will you

The effort is holding

Equanimity in your mind

When late spring is gone

And the water is a storm

Or drought

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

 

 

Late March Sky 6 p.m.

March Sky

March is ever undecided

Nothing in the cold wind

Or the warming air

Betrays its mind

Or intentions

I’ll decide

When I decide

March decries

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

That Which Was

That Which Was

 

Linked in my mind

Through the hazy smoke of years

Burned by

Without me noticing

 

In the record store

They once again look at me

From the dusty bins

Side by side

 

Their world

That which was

Seems impossible

As today will seem

In 50 years

 

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014