Lake of the Big Mind,

Without you I wouldn’t know

This pain is just weather,

And this too shall pass.

May I know the storm, the wind,

The rain, the tumultuous clouds

A little better

For the reflections of your great waters.

May I learn of my own struggling humanity,

For simply noticing

The way I rock and roll, grip and suffer,

On the face of these waves.

May I sink into the familiar gravity,

The force of belonging,

Sprawled safely in this vessel

Even as I am soaked to my bones.

May I anchor into the knowing,

Riding the surface of these great depths,

Buoyant on your wisdom

Again: that this too shall pass.

And may I hold out for the possibility of rainbows

And know that there is aliveness

And even beauty too

In this downpour.