Thursday, April 17, 2014
"bring yourself home…"
no lost innocence,
lost purpose,
or joy
no lost promise,
or misplaced inspiration
leave those 90 and 9
ruminative
habits,
frustrating
self-certainties,
and rut-weary
opinions
about who you think you
have become
behind
walk
away from
the
wet-wool
heaviness
of what you think
you've sacrificed
in order to have it all
the accumulated
growth,
the un-sheared
resentments,
the matted-down and
patted-down
the price
you think
you've paid
for the life you
now live
rest from those
patterns of
walking back
and forth,
back and forth -
grazing along the same path
until the fresh grass is
gone and all that's
left is stubble -
the scrub-worn
and weary
the over-grazed ground
of what you've always done
go and find
the once-known
and new-bourne
seek the ever-innocent
search the forgotten places,
the child-like nooks and crannies
let yourself be
found,
carried,
washed clean
bring your lamb-self
home -
and rejoice...
[photoart by the extraordinary Jamie Heiden]
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Lovely and timely-- always!
ReplyDeleteFor me, this piece begins at leave - oddly the first stanza never speaks to me, but bring yourself home surely does.
ReplyDeleteNice.
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