Little resists, choosing

Little Resists

Each day, different in demeanor
Wind stirs, making her presence known
Swirls where she lifts snow, shaking trees
Nature's design extraordinary

River's rippling offers accompaniment
Creating beautiful music,
Wind carves shelves and sculptures with snow
Resembling canyon walls, meticulous

Power and energy present in the air
Watching trees sway-awakening the forest to magic
Speaking with ancestors, instructions for living
Hear them everywhere we turn.

River bends moving in flow
Little resists water rushing--
Little resists wind and her charms
Flowing even in stillness.
choosing

in an ever changing world
one more day of experience
guides us on our journey
imagining that which seems absurd,
today is our entire existence
the only day we'll ever be

the person we choose to become
stands before us as we gaze
upon our reflection in the glass
thoughts from which we come
at times a misty cloudy haze
reliving pain from the past

hold that image in your mind
resisting nature's flow--
depression will certainly occur,
failing to seek we'll always find
limitations on what we know
as our eyes look upon the blur,

we create each day on our own
choosing sorrow or happiness,
as we select our way
it may be clear or blocked by stone
an open meadow or eerie wilderness
the path we choose begins today

finding joy in each moment
listen to the river as it ripples by
notice the wind as it swirls
travel where they go not where they've been
the smartest being would never try
resisting a day in this world