When all else fails

When all else fails,

as it does,

go stand in water that moves.

Everything moves.

Be still long enough

and you might feel it.

And if you don’t, know it all feels you waiting.


When in doubt,

as you are,

sit on a seat of stone and

eat strawberries.

Slowly,

lifting the green leafy handle to

hold. Holding your mouth softly

taste whatever you will.

And if you don’t, know that

you are more than your own mouth.


When you are afraid,

look outside yourself

and watch how the small fish swim,

aiming their whole selves.

And where is your whole self,

if not right here.


That is enough.

poetryMegan Jones