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San Marino used to have a lake.
(The San Marino in Southern
California, not the tiny country
San Marino used to have a lake
until the settlers came, made
a claim, had ideas and acted
before asking what the land could
Soon a guy named Wilson “bought”
God’s land, called it his, used all
that water to farm aggressively—
crops not always indigenous or
natural, or free.
“The lake had dried up into a swampy
morass due to excessive water usage
by local settlers”
an article reads. So, then,
They brought the dirt down and filled
in the lake.
I have no judgments to make,
nothing biting or sharp, just
the observation that mistakes
mostly happen at high pace,
on the way to claim a lake—
or even on the way to the bank.
When we fail to ask before
The mass of swirl that is “Karmic
Gate,” opens up to teach us,
sometimes a hard lesson that will
be remembered and never again
Every choice has a consequence,
every single one—
so maybe it’s not the first thought
that should win, but a third
thought fought for, prayed
for, asked for and won.