River of Now

Skimming on a film surface of a slow-motion river I'm a clear tear on a delicate twig balancing like a dancer- Side to back to side, gliding, riding, the brief sense of belief in what's underneath. I dive in below the water My mind floats gracefully above sky to cold blue, black, then light... No need for eyes, open or shut Blindness extinguished by brilliance. My breath paints strokes of God in my lungs I push out a guttering cry Now, inhaling now.