East & West

Donna Watson

“I said, ‘I will guard my ways
     that I may not sin with my tongue;
         I will keep a muzzle on my mouth
     as long as the wicked are in my presence.’
         I was silent and still.
         I held my peace to no avail;
             my distress grew worse,
             my heart became hot within me.
     When I mused, the fire burned;
               then I spoke with my tongue:
         ‘Lord, let me know my end and what
                   is the measure of my days;
          Let me know how fleeting my life is.'” ~ Psalm 39:1-4

He lives
as though
life were a river
begun with a rain drop
flowing at last out to sea
where it evaporates up
into the clouds
falls again
as rain

We live
as though
life were a test
begun with a question
searching for the answer
which is but questions
begging answers
racing against
the bell


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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