on my way home/ home, lit by red & blue lights
on my way home--
the frozen rain, tiredness
weighing heavily in my muscles
warmth felt for the first time
after sunset-
as the mercury rose...
then-the stress of not seeing
clearly through the windshield--
hot breath meeting
with the hovering just above freezing-
a chilled dusk air, wet with hail,
wind wildly blowing in all directions--
the frozen rain, tiredness
weighing heavily in my muscles
warmth felt for the first time
after sunset-
as the mercury rose...
then-the stress of not seeing
clearly through the windshield--
hot breath meeting
with the hovering just above freezing-
a chilled dusk air, wet with hail,
wind wildly blowing in all directions--
praying that home would be found
before the focus of seeing
would fatigue me,
would consume me--
as my patience is finite---
the infinity of yin/yang
in my mind helped
to become my mantra-
serving me as a chariot
of gilded horses
would have done--
a few centuries ago
before the focus of seeing
would fatigue me,
would consume me--
as my patience is finite---
the infinity of yin/yang
in my mind helped
to become my mantra-
serving me as a chariot
of gilded horses
would have done--
a few centuries ago
praying for the light of clarity
to keep mind and body in gear
grace enters-- at the hour of seven pm-
turning into my street
the freezing rain softens
to just a light drizzle,
windshield clears,
my breath deepens
to keep mind and body in gear
grace enters-- at the hour of seven pm-
turning into my street
the freezing rain softens
to just a light drizzle,
windshield clears,
my breath deepens
home, lit by blue & red lights
sheer life, the delicacy
of a potted plant awaiting
my arrival, the dark encasing me
carrying baggage - dragging
the weighted objects
down a set of stairs outside,
and then up a set of stairs
indoors-- as i ascend
to my little cabin in the sky
sheer life, the delicacy
of a potted plant awaiting
my arrival, the dark encasing me
carrying baggage - dragging
the weighted objects
down a set of stairs outside,
and then up a set of stairs
indoors-- as i ascend
to my little cabin in the sky
restoring my faith
in my honest ability-
to more than survive another day
in my honest ability-
to more than survive another day
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