that when it is
ready
to spring forth,
it will.
It does so
out of necessity,
because that
is what it was
made to do.
When the fruit is ripe
it will fall.
When the faun is ready
it will walk.
Don’t try
to predict when.
Just try
to be ready.
Life presents
all that
you need.
The trick is
to know when
to reach out
and grab it.
[Posted at Open Link Night on dversepoets.com.]
I really particularly like the first two stanzas.
ReplyDeleteWhen the poem is ready...reach out and write it!
ReplyDeleteSo true.
ReplyDeleteThat's the trick Mosk ~
ReplyDeleteTrue!
ReplyDeleteThis is a marvelous poem ... filled with wisdom, well said.
ReplyDeleteYes! But, it's not a trick :)
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy reading you and make me think.
ZQ
Yes, it's only when you look to much you can't find it.
ReplyDeleteThat's a wise advice. Well thought.
ReplyDelete-HA
Patience is key.. definitely!!❤️
ReplyDeleteAiming at perfect zen - even the aiming, or waiting is a problem. Awareness has to be cultivated.
ReplyDeleteLovely, and true :)
ReplyDeleteYes, indeed!
ReplyDeleteYes, indeed!
ReplyDeleteLove the whole thing, great pacing and setup for the very satisfying final stanza.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of being ready no matter when it happens.
ReplyDeleteInherent in this poem without being obvious is that there is a danger in not waiting, in not being patient. That to move to soon can move one from a true course to a false one. I think this is inherent in the understanding of being free. One is also free not to intervene. Well said.
ReplyDeleteThank you for that needed reminder,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth