Movement

I've been stuck
Living in
No motion
Life
Has cycled back
Out of necessity
It seems

Eureka!

A fight
In the night
Sheds light
On the path
Less examined
And my mind
Frees
FINALLY
From its chains

Breathing
It's so amazing
To remember
How

Truths
Hot
Stabbing
Truths
Pierce
My resistance
To movement
And
(Painfully)
I move on

My smile
Returns
To a place
Of sincerity

And my eyes
My eyes
Harbor
A little
Less
Pain

I'm moving
Again
Let's Go!

Noticing Silence

This morning
I am
Noticing
Silence

The way
It has flavors
Which play
Upon the palate
Of the mind

The silence
Of a house
Full
Of sleeping children
Is sweet
Like ice cream
Or
Dulce de leche

 The silence
Of the house
After a break-up
Is bitter
But sometimes
Satisfying

 The silence
Of the mind
While the body
Traverses
City streets
During rush hour
Is difficult
To place

The texture
Is smooth
But the flavor
Definitely
Has hints
Of nuttiness

Certainly
The silence
Of midnight
Camping
Deep in the mountains
Has such depth of flavor
The mind
Can only open
And let it pass through

The silence
After a loved one’s
Last breath
Is very salty
And requires
A lot of time
And love
To restore balance
To the mental palate

The silence
After
My Last breath
Will be earthy
And deep
But sweet
I’m thinking
Dark chocolate
With sea salt
And caramel