maybe life is changing
despite everything anyway
most moments have been
fleeting away even as I was in them
most weeks have been
the texture of cold-cereal-sludge
passing down the throat easy but
mostly unpleasant
sometimes to pause the step
and turn briefly around
can be such a gift: maybe time
passed and was not only pain
maybe everything is changing
slow leaf unfurling
maybe this is what it is
to know patience, watching for
the slow glow rather than
the quick light and sound
in this step I'd like to breathe
deep and fill up my lungs far as
they go all flappy chest and air
maybe tonight I'll go to sleep
feeling glad
who knows tomorrow I might
wake and feel a slow glow
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