Breathe

Tug of War

I struggle,

Twisting and pulling ...

I don't want to go there.

I am exhausted and in pain - it is futile.

I can't keep resisting the inevitability of

Years and years and years and years.

But what if ...

The rope slackens, loosens or even snaps?

Now, I can play with the time, the shapes, the possibilities ...

And what if ...

I let go?

Now that is even better!

Crucible

If I turn and look,

I may see the wake I leave behind of ...

Words,

Sighs,

Smiles,

Frowns.

Judgements and trivial comments

Swirling and washing against fragile, bruised skin.

But perhaps, if I turn and look.

I may see a crucible,

Delicate yet strong

In which profound change is taking place

As I sit and stay with you.

Destination

I am going to me.

To learn and to discover,

To laugh and to love,

To wonder and to create,

To be quietly open to possibilities ...

To live now.

And ...

There are so many realities scattered across the table.

Let's pick them up, one by one.

Let's walk slowly around them,

Looking down and below, up and above.

Let's accept them all and

Take away the blame by

Replacing the but with the and ...