Strength isn’t hard and smooth
like a boulder in the river
and courage isn’t dry-eyed.
The current will throw you, impassively,
onto whitewater razor blades or
pin you below the surface,
beyond the reach of air.
Learn the incarnate gestures
of creatures who swim and writhe,
not opposing the force of water,
feeding when hungry, sleeping when tired.
Shape your body
into an aqueous spiral,
the question mark
that requires no answer.