She Sees: Sky Below Water Above
In the I-ching,
Sky below Water above,
is a hexagram which symbolises,
Nourishment through inaction.
Serene, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more ‘gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.
I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways,
And what is mine shall know my face.
Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me;
No wind can drive my bark astray,
Nor change the tide of destiny.
What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it hath sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.
The waters know their own and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height;
So flows the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.
The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.
– John Burroughs
Which made me laugh,
because these images are the creations of impatience.
I was going to do something else for Afloat,
which required waiting,
to do as I wanted them to do.
As I was writing this post,
I heard a voice,
afloat on the airwaves.
“We’ll wait in this gateway…”
as it passed by.