for this time of lights. For the time of moving inward. Now, you are ready to give up the waiting, the stillness. Your feet have never given up on their love of imbalance which leads to the great dance. Put on that silver bracelet with the garnet chip. Savor a spoonful of pomegranate seeds. Read a favorite poem before leaving the house.
Acts 16:31, 1 Corinthians 15:1-8, 1 Peter 1:17-21, Revelation 22:18-19
ReplyDeleteAt one time his blue wool blazer would have been sporty
ReplyDeletewith the jeans. But graying now and hunched over
he looks like yesterday. Fifty no good monsters took the top coat for a walk. We washed our hands of all the crimes and walked the other way.