A Grasshopper’s Thoughts

Today I jumped in the pool after mowing my field and decided to just float around for a while. (Swimming by myself is never all that fun to me). So, I laid on a floatation device and looked up at the sky. On my back, half in – half out of the water, I allowed the current to take me. I always quite enjoy doing this because it helps me see a different perspective of life that I normally miss. It was all so amazing! The trees were like paint brushes swaying against the sky, and the clouds were like white paint slowly being mixed into the baby blue sky. It was beautiful!

As I continued to float around the pool I looked and saw something I didn’t expect: a grass hopper was scaling a pole that was leaning against the pool. I’m not sure why this intrigued me so much, but I could not take my eyes off of him. My first thought was, “What are you up to Mr. Grasshopper?” As I watched him I imagined what the world much look like to him, and how the things around him must change so much more than they do for us. (His mountain would soon be moved and cease to be a mountain).

I kept my eyes fixated on him as I circled the pool and I began to wonder what he was thinking, and why he was climbing the pole. Was he climbing it for the pleasure of climbing? Can grasshoppers have pleasure? Was it challenging to him? What were his thoughts of the nature around him? Do grasshoppers have thoughts? Was he climbing the pole simply to admire the view at the top?

He climbed and climbed until there was no where else to climb. Soon he pulled himself up onto the top of the pole and just sat there. I watched him intently for about 5 mins. He didn’t move a muscle, but just starred into forest before him. What he was doing up there, and what he was thinking (if in fact he can actually think) I do not know, but all I could imagine was that he had some profound purpose for climbing that pole.

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About Jeremiah Dowling

I write poetry and take crazy pictures in an Orange Chair all over the United States while reading amazing books.

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