Photo of frog rescuing a mouse found here;
it was shot in the flood waters of a 2006 Indian moonsoon
A mouse and a frog meet every morning on the riverbank.
They sit in a nook of the ground and talk.
Each morning, the second they see each other,
they open easily, telling stories and dreams and secrets,
empty of any fear or suspicious holding-back.
To watch and listen to those two
is to understand how, as it is written,
sometimes when two beings come together,
Christ becomes visible.
The mouse starts laughing out a story he hasn't thought of
in five years, and the telling might take five years.
There is no blocking the speechflow-river-running-
all-carrying momentum that true intimacy is.
Bitterness doesn't have a chance with those two.
The God-messenger Khidr touches a roasted fish.
It leaps off the grill back into the water.
Friend sits by Friend, and the tablets appear.
They read the mysteries off each other's foreheads.
