Where is “Just Right”?

By: JANA GREENE

We have been in a nasty drought for some time.

Our grasses and trees are parched,

crying for a drink.

But then the weatherman tells us

to beware of flash floods,

now that there’s rain in the forecast.

Which are really just streams of blessing,

gone too far – flooding.

Isn’t that just the way it goes?

It’s “giving” overboard, with the cause and effect.

Thirsty? Here comes the waterboarding.

Sick? Here, have some more cancer.

Despondent? HERE, WATCH THE NEWS.

For every action, there is an opposite reaction,

just not an “equal” one.

But smile! Don’t be a Negative Nelly!

Don’t you know good is coming?

Do I know it?

What I know, is that…

I would like a little “just right,” please.

A little light rain before the torrents arrive.

A little bout of health

in between the incessant bouts

of poking and prodding,

and a little reprieve from the pain.

And I wouldn’t balk at a little justice,

in between acts of treason.

Where is the “just right”?

When do we get to breathe?

When do we get a little break?

I think maybe we have to make our own reprieve,

in any way we can.

Trusting the floodwaters will wash away

all that we need gone,

and trusting that new growth

will spring eternal.

So today I will try (but not promise)

to rock a pair of spiritual galoshes,

ready for whatever may fall,

and to go overboard,

in taking care of my own parched soul,

stemming the inequity to create my own

“just right.”