Commentary and Philosophy Poetry posted January 26, 2016

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Let him be

From Side to Side

by Gypsymooncat

In undulating silence I watch
this slithering river
shimmering like sapphire

His eyes bring to mind blacked out windows
That movement, reminiscent of a day when I sat resplendent,
near the window of a city-bound train
as it swayed gently from side to side

Impossible to gauge his destination
I am rooted to the spot,
awestruck by silver glimpses in the grass
He is no threat unless I cross his path
He will not strike unless struck

So who am I to draw first blood?
This day won't be his last
I am safe watching him
as he slithers from side to side

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If only all threats could be let go. If only we took the attitude of not striking first. If only we didn't live in fear. But sadly, we react out of fear or out of ego, resulting in injury, argument, battle or death.

I have "met" more than one eastern brown snake (one of the deadliest in the world) and this poem describes how I felt standing there watching this particular reptilian visitor, unable to move.

(And I might add, I was not prepared to defend myself considering I was dressed in a sarong and thongs ... holding a garden spade! I wouldn't have known where to hit him anyway, and more bites and deaths have been caused by those who struck first but struck blindly).

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