A Poet's Journal: June 9th, 2014
What seems beneficial to us and our lifestyle often degenerates into the morbid condition of an all too simple belief that what we have found is the sole means for our survival. It is like the frog who one day jumped into the ditch of water, diving to its depths and basking upon the edges, but little saw the sun shrink its new-found paradise everyday. Though perhaps it could notice the changes in its surroundings, for some unknown reason it refused to leave, until it found itself one beautiful morning stuck in the mud. All of us find ourselves up to our chins before we realize we should make a move, and even then, perhaps, never do. Today I happened to find this little frog shriveled and dried up in its ditch.
Douglas Thornton
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