I was grieving
by a river
looking at a
pile of leaves
bunched up in
the water
When a grasshopper
came flowing
down the river
and landed
on the leaves
I looked at him
with pity –
he will not survive
on the island
for long
What can I do?
I take my shoes off
put my feet in
the ice cold water
and attempt to
grab the little beast
But he resists me
with his whole body
Faces me with his
Grasshopper fangs
I try to touch him –
he moves away
We are both
Afraid
I let him be
And drag my
cold feet out of
the water
But as I walk away
the heaviness
of my heart
is unbearable
How can I be
so weak?
I am a coward.
This moment will
Either break my heart
or I can turn around
and try again
I muster up
the courage
to return to the
cold water
where the Grasshopper
is perched on
an island of
death
I attempt to
pick him up –
And he jumps,
into the water
Flailing legs
Oh no,
you will not
escape my bravery
nor my love
My tender heart is
depending on this
I scoop him up
As he flows
down the river
and throw him
onto the bank
He scrambles in
the leaves
And stands up
I do not know
how long
he will live,
But I bless him
with safety
and his Soul
with love
I wonder how often
my Guides perform
similar feats
While I resist
in innocent
Ignorance
