Just at the edge,
My periphery
I feel me
Watching me
I smile
Like it's easy
I cry
Like it's difficult
Wherefore
Art thou
Equilibrium?
I love
The easy days
I love
The hard ones
Too
I'm just here
Hanging on
To the middle
Like it's my lifeline
Last night
I told my son
I wouldn't cry
I would be strong
Alas
My message
Was all wrong
There is great strength
In vulnerability.
And holding
The sadness of another
Is a gift
Of the heart
It's a type
Of emotional art
I don't always know
Exactly why
I'm sad
But I know it's deep
Deep enough to drown me
If I hold too many tears
If I don't work through my fears
I do
Love the Spring though
It's like a mental unplugging
A thawing of my flow
And now
It's off to work I go
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