The paddle slips in, bites water Tug, pull, and sudden motion!I push the water past me and glide Talking, watching, feeling, smelling, hearing Pulling, twisting, shifting, laughing Reveling in the sensation I kayak without fear I release My preconceptions shift, dissolve and transform themselves anew Relax? Do you not see what surrounds you? Novices all! In tipsy craft! Mud and wind and tide Sun and rain and storm Dolphin and shark, gator and mite, Hidden critters, and worn parts And worst, yes WORST, are you strange folk, You beginners, you people, Whose fears and strengths and conditions and egos Are a mystery, are unknown, are the greatest danger To yourselves and to others. How is it you feel safe? How do you dare to relax? How do you release your fear? I feel safe. I trust. I give myself up to the experience. Surrounded by peril? I see only peace. Bounded by novice? No, enfolded by the company By love and not fear In our web we are strong I only need flow to not fear It is fear that emperils you Fear freezes Fear rolls over Fear is wet and cold... And while fear is perfectly reasonable, intutition billows above reason I am safe |