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Poems from chasing waterfalls
Exploring nature on stolen land
I’ve been gone for the past two weeks because I went to Glacier National Park. I loved hiking in the park but it did bring up a lot of mixed feelings. I enjoyed hiking to the lakes and waterfalls singing don’t go chasing waterfalls by TLC. TLC meant waterfalls metaphorically not literally so I'm sure they’d be okay with me chasing waterfalls while listening to the song.
I also felt a bit uneasy chasing those waterfalls because this park really felt like the commodification of nature. You had to pay to get in and it was $35!
I realize I sound like I am that person who will go somewhere “glorious” and find something wrong with it. It’s not my fault. The good place as I know from watching the show “The Good Place” is the bad place trying to trick you into thinking it’s the good place. So I’m not really going to paradise and saying it’s hell. I’m just pointing out that what looks like paradise is in fact hell.
My dad says I’m negative but my dad’s girlfriend says I’m a social critic.
I like being called a social critic more because I don’t think I’m being negative. I’m just criticizing what deserves criticism. I can enjoy dipping my body in a lake while reminding myself that this is stolen land. I’m not angry at the lake. No one can be angry at a lake. It’s pretty, joyful, and an amazing place to take a nap. I just know I would enjoy dipping my body in the lake a whole lot more if the lake hadn’t been commodified by settler colonialism.
Being the social critic that I am I will be remiss to say that National Parks are stolen land and they should be returned to the Indigenous peoples who they were stolen from.
This week’s delight are some poems/musings that I wrote when I was sitting by a waterfall or a lake. I hope you enjoy them. They are all untitled. Onto the delights…
These first three poems were inspired by staring at waterfalls for an hour
may the raging waterfalls remind you that your raging heart is flowing to somewhere
may the raging waterfalls remind you that your raging passion is beautiful
may the raging waterfalls remind you that falling is okay if you are falling towards your destiny
may the raging waterfall remind you that you alone in your beauty are worthy of awe and adulation
may the raging waterfall remind you that your existence is all that matters
I dunked my head in the freezing water and I emerged alive and awakened to the glory of trees and the mountain
Why do we destroy the beauty of nature and replace it with man-made redundance
The water falls and my heart calms
My soul stays still because the water falls
Reminding me there is a life where existence is all that matters
This next poem was inspired by me being tired after me hiking to a hidden lake
The world turns as it has to
I rest because I have to
I sit because I have to
I sit because my weary feet are screaming at me
If the world must spin on its own axis for you to see night and day
You must also rest so you can also see night and day
If the world has to revolve around the sun for us to experience seasons
You must rest so you can experience seasons
Seasons of deluge
Seasons of silence
You must rest to experience everything
Enjoy this video of a waterfall courtesy of my husband
That’s it for the delights!
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