Flow

sometimes it arises 
as naturally as the sun at dawn
there is no planning
I just find myself there 
in flow

I slip into it 
without even realizing I found my way 

other times
flow is like flickering light 
fleeting along a path

flow is hesitant
I am not able to find myself in its state
instead, I consciously feel each step 

then somehow, I find flow 
and am able to escape into its stream

other times there are blockages all around me
I try to capture it, cajole it - but nothing

starting helps - moves me in the right direction
I know better than to wait for fickle inspiration
yet I wonder how flow comes and goes

I meditate or play soft music
I walk or try to rest
yet it is still elusive
my mind like raging rapids

I look to water for answers
water moves so effortlessly 
over rocks 
and between passages 

and yet water too can be dammed up
unable to escape

and still water persists 
finds its way to transformation

like water
I plan to persist
to continue to seek out flow
because when I find it
I feel so alive

Author: Renee Dimino