a longing from the
strong silent place at my center
deeper than me
reaching out and toward
the
ahhhhhhh
once felt.
Wrangling to hold tight
to that which is only
movement.
futile warring with fluidity
trying to tether the soothe
a moment easily recalled
a moving picture in my mind
vivid moving alive
a moment that fed a ravenous place
for only a pinpoint
in
time.
Then gone.
As if with anger
a hunger unrelenting
demands
it's
return.
a hard sell that if only
one more time
another moment
and the completeness will stay...
An illusion of longing.
I am not sold
but
reminded to stop
reaching
and embrace the elusive impermanence
of
life.
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