Did you will the ray of rainbow on the wall?
I saw the source dancing in the window,
thought of the possibility it held in mind
the moment that placed it.
Were you seeking sips of joy as they were poured?
I filled and emptied countless cups
it was only part of the circus of hydration
and I wouldn’t change or chase it.
Did you navigate the fallen acorns and apples by the shore?
I avoided trodding on the tiny treasures
and stepped precisely,
With acceptance of what must be.
Were you running with the wind?
It crossed me, warm, cool, wicked,
I close my eyes and slowly inhale humid lake air
into the depths of my lungs.
Do you sense the spirit of riggers of old?
You were born seeing across the surface of the lake
where your sail might fill.
Still, a gust surprises you.
Are you keeling in the waves?
I am unfettered by it,
carefree passenger I am,
watching loons fly overhead.
Are you blinded by the sun’s reflection in the water?
Carefree passenger flying under the same sky,
I release my grip to fly forever
along the turquoise shoreline.