Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Pond

What I would like my life to be
is not a large boat
breaking the water,
thrashing the waves
with streams of bubbles and spit.
Or a crow
flying through clouds
shimmering into the last snow.
Or a marshland,
endlessly hungry,
crying for bugs and the comfort of stars.
No,
what I would like my life to be
is a pond,
nestled in the sweetness of woods,
reflecting the butterfly’s wings
with my eyes,
still,
allowing what comes
to light upon me
and leave
without struggle.