Still waters, it is said—
Even when the surface is quiet and uneventful —
We are assured there exists — at some greater depth —
The current is now.
The active, ever-present, and wow —
I am reminded in writing this to seek the current in the moments I am given.
To get in — and stay in —
Especially when it’s over my head.
Especially when I want to resist.
Especially when I’m not sure where I’m going to —
Because the current is living —
The verb of life.
And, it is in the current — that all things flow naturally —
But not necessarily, smoothly —
To where they belong.