The Great Ferris Wheel in the Sky

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Here's what spoke to me today:

"Guatama said that when the Great Ferris Wheel

Stops turning, you will still be way up

There, swinging in your seat and laughing."

This is from Robrt Bly's poem
Hiding In a Drop of Water,
in the volume of verse titled
My Sentence Was a Thousand Years of Joy.


I like to think of us
all up there,
in the stars,
swinging and laughing,
saying "I didn't know Death
could be like this!"

Your Life and a Dog

Something a little lighter tonight.......I came across this poem that I enjoyed so much:
"The Resemblance Between Your Life and a Dog" by Robert Bly from Eating the Honey of Words (Perennial).

I never intended to have this life, believe me.
It just happened. You know how dogs turn up
At a farm, and they wag, but can't explain.

It's good if you can accept your life - you'll notice
Your face has become deranged trying to adjust
To it. Your face thought your life would look

Like your bedroom mirror when you were ten.
That was a clear river touched by mountain wind.
Even your parents can't believe how much you've
changed.

Sparrows in winter, if you've ever held one,
all feathers,
Burst out of your hand with a fiery glee.
You see them later in hedges. Teachers praise you.

But you can't quite get back to the winter sparrow.
Your life is a dog. He's been hungry for miles,
Doesn't particularly like you, but gives up,
and comes in.