Fountain (New Poem by Polly Castor)

Fountain (New Poem by Polly Castor)

Fountain poem by Polly Castor

Fountain

Droplets in free fall
spilling over the edge,
released from the pack, plunging
tear-shaped and suddenly isolated,
not in control at all.

No fear, no wondering,
no shame, no comparing,
just doing what’s being done,
only in that moment, thrilled
and completely present.

Hitting the surface
with panache, flair, flourish,
their performance noticed or not,
they don’t care, but with abandon,
they arabesque acrobatically anyway.

They bow, by blowing a farewell bubble,
and bobbing a bit before submerging,
reassimilating, they demurely slide back
into oneness again, placidly patient,
until it is their turn to dive once more.

by Polly Castor
3/27/19

   

I work to amplify good wherever I find it. I love color, texture, beauty, great ideas, nature, metaphor, deliciousness, genuine spirituality, and exploring new territory. I encourage authenticity, nurture creativity, champion sustainability, promote peace, and hope to foster a new renaissance where we all are free to be our most fulfilled, multifaceted, and terrific selves. Read more here.

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