When the simple and
straightforward ones arrive,
with their sickle-shaped
asking – even sometimes begging –
for a declarative response,
if not an exclamatory one,
we often go into game-show mode,
swinging for the fences.
Check off a whole list and,
before you know it, you may have
completed a standardized test.
But when the deeps arrive,
plummeting beyond intellect,
to the resting of still waters,
an alternate modus operandi is required.
Here, flailing toward resolution
is not only futile,
but also counterproductive.
Extend an invitation
for a leisurely tea ceremony,
letting ritual's familiarity make space
for a question to rest in your heart,
unanswered, sans anxiety.
This is a place – both a physical location
and a measure of time –
out of which imaginations are fueled.
Steep yourselves together,
that answers may fall away,
and hope plant her hook-like seed
deep in your heart.
© 2015 Todd Jenkins