Keep Dipping

this stream underneath

never ceases

its flowing. We

simply forget

to dip deep

our buckets rusted

and gleaming

beyond the limits

of rock, occasional

drought,

misguided mistrust

of these unbreakable

links to the waters

below

where forever are teeming

images and stories

that feed and replenish

our writing, moistening

these days and nights

of imaginal work

cultivating the beautiful

mundane, tending

with care

our maverick muse,

her unpredictably

creative thriving,

her astonishing

mischievous

conniving

coaxing us

to swim on

plunge 

down 

into this,

our wholehearted

curious

diving.