Patience Art and Poetry
From 16Guidelines
Point of View - a poem about a book on medicinal plants
A book on plants, a simple thing, it sits right next to me. You'd think on what it really is we'd easily agree. But like so many bigger things we don't all see the same, all those who describe the book may choose a different name. This book is called 'a mountain' to an ant upon the ground. Doc Jo might say it's 'medicine' to cure a snake-bit hound. While bugs might think the book is food, or I might read an hour, my dad would use it as a tool to press a special flower. You may think of what it was, while it was still a tree, or what it is right now today or what will someday be. So is it tree or cure or food? What's real about his book? To find out what it really is where must I start to look? If I tear pages from inside and tear off half the back at just what point is 'bookness' gone and what will bring it back? Am I the only one to judge what's real in what I see? or can I pause and take a breath or maybe two or three? For if I practice patience now, not rushing to my view, I may just learn another has a point that's also true. When many minds are sharing thoughts ideas get much stronger. Then what we know won't just depend on one source any longer. So tell me what the world is like from where you are today and if I do the same for you we'll both know more that way. And if we ask some others who are from another place we'll gain another piece of truth with each new voice and face. So keep your patience ready as you name what fills your view. The truth comes unassembled and the rest is up to you!
Denise Flora with Wendy Ridley Nov 2007
