I’m participating in Sharon Salzberg’s 28-Day Real Happiness Meditation Challenge again this year, and my plan for this blog series is to write a poem or reflection on each day’s practice. You can find all the responses on the landing page.
Aeroplankton Soup, untasted, uncontained, swirling above our busy heads like an airy ocean, star-seeking, salted with a scattering of the living and the dead, cells of what once was, what lies mouldering, residue of what is, hosts of kiting spiders trailing silk, a glimmer of freewheeling ants and flies and beetle’s wings, goldenrod seeds and pollen flash, algae loosed and moss thickening this wind-wild suspension, dust of a desert, long ago, mingling with the sea’s heady spray, fungal spores hosting ice and water and the rest of the sundered stirring, stirring, quickening our tethered bodies as we take it in, let it go, almost remember the breath of this weather, these relics, our dust. © MW 1 Feb 2023
Featured image: Aeroplankton photographed in Meung-sur-Loire, above the river Loire (France). Source: WikiCommons.