hammock

we got the hammock hung finally --

from mast to bow spreader

over the trampoline

just a skinny multi-colored string mesh

but cozy and very secure

I lay in it awhile after dinner

mesmerized by the stars –

magnificent Orion

and others whose names I do not know

in a deep black sky,

with a million more tiny lights

twinkling in between

from worlds away --

they are amazing!

the boat’s movement on the water

keeps the hammock constantly swinging

rocking me gently

it’s like I am flying

not fully subject to the ground rules

either of land or of water

but suspended in air

riding the unique rhythms of the wind

it is peaceful swinging like this

there are secrets in the stars

to be unlocked

I could lay here forever!

saturday 6 february

ordinary time
Benure's Bay, Norman Island