Swallow the Ocean
I look at the ice cubes
floating in my glass of water.
Then I close my eyes
imagining great icebergs
adrift in the sea.
Think of how much water
is needed to float an iceberg.
The difference between ice cubes
and an iceberg is enormous.
So too is the difference between
my knowing and my accepting.
I again peer into my glass
before taking a long drink.
But I must first close my eyes
to swallow the ocean.
“I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.”
This poem has been adapted and was originally shared on April 23, 2017. The original is included in Tomorrow Could Be Wonderful: Brian's Poem of the Day: 365 Daily Meditations Vol. 1.
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