The Murky Pond
The other day we looked down at the cloudy
pond with a lot of spiral algae growing
because of the extreme heat
even with the pump pumping and the filter
filtering. We couldn’t find the big
mother or father fish, the
parent of them all. We could hardly find any
fish, actually, but the big one always
came to the surface when
he or she saw us looking down. Then I realized
that the drain was big enough for even
a fish the size of big momma
or papa to slip through. I put my fingers into
the drain to make sure, but then I couldn’t
figure out how the pond stayed full
of water except for that which is lost due
to evaporation. Then I realized that
everything eventually slips
through the holes in the drain while the pond
remains murky and pretty well full
except for the evaporation.
These are getting better as you progress, Bob.
I like the feel here – clearly murky … or murkily clear? Life does slip away, through all the holes, and they can’t be plugged … yet, somehow or other, the whole things remains full, too … strange … murky, indeed.