The disorientation is wonderful, but probably icky to really go through! I love how the poem gives a sense of the trouble contained in a bubble of care and anesthesia.
I am listening to Pema Chodron right now, which is fitting as she talks about sitting and allowing everything, how thoughts always return and that's okay, to just label them as "thinking" and return to the breath (or in the case of your poem, the brook and its inhabitants). I love your clear and beautiful poem.
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