Thursday, April 16, 2015

10 toward the Omer

Yesterday I took the Porter stairs two at a time
and it felt good to collapse with lungs searing having
made it in time to my next mode of transportation

Waking up at 11am after going to bed at 3am
is a step forward because it's listening to my body
even if it's listening to my body too late

There might not be accomplishment in a world of now
but there might not be failure either, and that thought
might be the healing needed on a day like today

What does it mean to be going forward and also
to be exactly where I am? Can I stay in this
moment where it's not too late or too early, where

it's just this, where it just is, where it's just?

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