awareness

images,
sensations,
words,
are the stuff
of play

stirring the bowl of water
to watch the leaf spin around

soaping the bathtub
to slide down
and around

sledding hill,
ice skating,

packing snow,
crunching ice,

twisting up the swing
to let go and spin around

shaking pop
to watch it fizz

remember the stuff
of childhood?
mud between toes

what's your earliest memory?
smell?
lilies of the valley,
violets

colors?
green plastic plate,
music man record,
brushing hair,
pink tufty bedspread

the stuff of childhood,
play

not one thing serious about it,

watch...
 it comes
and goes
and

 never stops,

no matter what we call it...

there is not one thing
you have control over

have you noticed?

someone told you once
that what you see
isn't supposed to be there,

it isn't so

it just isn't so

awareness is not attack