Poem by a Grand Canyon Boatman
What would we think
If we had not a thought
If our memories were broken
And our logic forgot
Would we run willy-nilly?
Would the world go awry?
Would love be our impulse?
Or would pigs learn to fly?
Oh here I'm caught thinking
All lost in my head
When life is for living
Not worry
Nor dread
No it cannot be figured
Fractioned or fought
No it will not be borrowed
Bemused or bought
But it will keep flowing
Like a river of time
Causing thinker to think
Moving rhymer to rhyme
Oh here I'm caught thinking
All lost in my head
When life is for living
Not worry
Nor dread
So come all you thinkers
All rhymers of rhyme
Escape from your head space
We haven't much time
Run away from your logic
Play hooky from schools of thought
Quit chasing the immortal
Don't worry
You're not
If you find yourself searching
Rambling about
Keep rambling, keep rolling
Keep living without doubt
Grab hold of the big things
Be willing to let go
With love and abundance
Your happiness will grow
-RYAN HOWE