Soul At Ease Poem by Asher Proschansky

My soul is still now
It is at ease
Deep clear water
With no ripples
No lack of potential energy
But Ambition and ego
Take a backseat for now
To Harmony and FAMILY
A deep resonant baritone
Replaces the extrovert
the jagged jingler

The frenetic storm
of the past year's work
has given away
to a deeper richer texture
still capable of entertaining
But focused inwardly now

Do we book our own passage
On life's stormy waters
forgetting the beauty
of the hearth?

Or do storms find us
And carry us away
So that if we survive
and swim ashore
Our lives will be richer?

Not knowing
I will cling to the shore tighter
the next time
I will plant more trees on the shore
To throw my arms around
And dig my nail into the sand
Not to be pulled away again

My life is so rich know
Could it get any richer?
Would extra riches be
worth any more risks?

But if the choice
be the seas to carry me away
Sea be for warned
I'll beat you once more
With prose and limericks
with rhymes and verse
with jokes and pranks
with everything short of a curse

And I'll plunder your treasures
And carry back your charms
to the sweetest and dearest people around

Signing off for now

the undersigned

prankster
joker
extrovert
gangster