Stream Of Consciousness

Oh it’s tantalizing all right, the way it trickles down the mountain unrestrained, untainted, unabashed by the way it makes people feel. Reaching out to it with my big toe, waiting, waiting, until finally, awe, what a feeling of complete and pure ecstasy. Nothing better than a mountain wash on a hot day, as I emerge myself entirely into its rushing yet patient waters, I withdraw all thoughts, no thinking, just feeling, feeling the way the pure coolness charges through my body stampeding the uncomfortable warmth straight out back into a cycle of photosynthesis. Steam, Steam rises higher and higher away from me and back to the earth. I whisper good-bye and good-day, see you on the flip my long tyrant friend. I’m floating on my back now, staring up to ski. What a beautiful day it is, while emerged in the cool waters. Only moments ago I was agonizing over the beauty of the day and the heat of the day, but now emerged, I appreciate all those things I disliked. Funny how that happens! The clouds float by, one by one, changing from parading elephants to a bear on a ball. It appears we have a circus in the clouds, its very entertaining, it’s like dinner and a show, but its more a swim and a show. But not like water ballet, although I remember watching an old movie with women swimming around performing water ballet, they were  so synchronized and I remember being in awe over the graceful preening, not in a vain, look at me kind of way, but more like a smooth organized sort of way, graceful. I flip over so my legs sink below me. I’m treading water now, I didn’t realize how deep this pool was, anyway, I decide to try water ballet. While I’m thinking about it that is. I bring up one leg, ugh, the water is heavy and it’s difficult manipulating my leg through it. Cobwebs, it feels like cobwebs, I can’t get out of the web. Wait, I thought I was swimming in water, not cobwebs. I look just in time to see a dew drop from the early morning still shimmering in the corner of this  flawless, tailor-made web. Well then, if I’m in a web, where is the spider? Has it left for the day, is it coming back soon? I only spoke too soon!