Sunday Drive

[Guest guest]

Isn't it so?

 

We never knew, but

how could we not?

 

At a certain point you finally just stop

trying to figure it out, trying to hold life

at arm's length, and then

it just pours over you.

 

There is no distance.

 

Contemplating Mr. Natural's Baby

Krishna as a pregnant couple stroll by on the

arcing bridge over the estuary, remembering

Adya mentioning being able to see the destiny

of the child on its face at the moment of birth,

understanding that finally, but wait --

that's getting ahead of this story.

 

 

This afternoon

Beloved waltzed us down Estadillo

on our way to the marina, rather than

the usual way, and we soon saw why –

the park, the bandstand, the town

orchestra playing patriotic tunes,

everyone breaking out in song at

God Bless America,

Land that I Love…..

 

We raised our hands in Jai,

we sang through brimming tears,

GodMind filled our every corner,

the church bells chimed, chiming right

across the street, the breeze arrived

right on time,

milk and honey light poured down through

giant old pines and other kinds

of trees we knew we were all part of, the children

jumping up and down, unconcerned about war,

lawn filled Jnanis and Bhaktis in beach chairs,

little dogs' hearts beating faster than ours, no

we can never catch up to any of this in time to

imagine an identity, it's much too fast,

we are transported mysteriously to the marina,

pass a young couple at picnic, the man exclaims:

"It's just perfect!"

to his lover, we want to fall down

simultaneously at their feet in exultation, but

keep walking with the last bit of discipline

we can muster, until the next conversation

passes by and the boy says:

"It's like waking up from a bad dream!"

and we couldn't agree more!

 

The train comes through, whistle sounding

like the of course perfect metaphor –

"I am a train! Here I come!"

Before you can say vasana, a sea bird slowly

lifts from stream, tracks gracefully to invisibility,

we disappear.

 

Breaking the silence

we unanimously agree

"This! Yes!"

about the whole damn thing!

 

Over at the pond shore all the ducks and

ducklings were gathering for the night, but

we saw two odd birds heading in the opposite

direction, and we knew then that

we would soon be following the emerging

moon all the way back down Estadillo

at the end of our Sunday Drive.

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie & b