THE RIVER OF UNMINDFULNESS
ROW BACK TO THE SHORE.
On the horizon the sun is slowly setting
Panic grips you
Your small craft shakes violently in the growing storm
It takes all your strength to keep rowing
Trying to hold steady
A wave crashes
Overturning the boat
Washing you overboard
You struggle to stay on the surface
The waves disorient
There’s something strange about the water
It’s making you forget why you came here
It’s making you want to stop struggling
You do
You’re not sure which way is up and which is down
You can feel your lungs crying out for air
You don’t care