Two ducks.
We learn something from everything we see. I mean, when
we really see.
Like the two ducks.
I have been seeing them every day for the past week.
Frolicking in my lake. Yeah, I like to
say ‘my lake’. It’s not. Not exactly. But is anything ever?
Those two ducks.
They have been calmer since they first arrived. No more
quick retreats from me, no more panicked dunking. They now swim calmly in
circle. Seemingly pointlessly. But what do we know?
Those two ducks delight me.
I see them swimming around in their area. Their little black
forms do not seem to disturb the water. They are making this their home, and
now seem to be a part of lake itself.
Those two ducks make me think.
How is it that only humans rip out the natural ecosystem and
create a new optic when they make homes? Not that I am not grateful. It is that
ripping out that has made possible this moment, this home for me, and this
peace. This moment to watch these two today.
Those two ducks teach me.
They simply flew in, and settled down. No ripples, no
carry-ons, no takeaways. A lake that accepts them, a home they build from
what is around. Enjoying the day, the air, the water, the moment. As the world
around them goes on. Tomorrow will take care of itself.
Two ducks.
Just being themselves. And winning. Every day.
