Monday, August 25, 2014



The wind is unrelenting in its
Blowing into each open window
Like it belongs among the
Dust and debris
Of my half packed house

It feels urgent that i
Stand firm
Bending like a tree
Stay on the path
But accept the resistance
That I keep facing

To be present
Experience the swirling chaos
And the calm centre

To start moving forward
Aware of what’s holding me

Not regretting change
Or chance
Feeling momentum building
But keeping daily tasks going
At a steady pace

Load the washer
Clean the dishes
Dust the mirror

Reflect only on what I can
See in front of me
In me

It’s hard to see forever
With your eyes shut

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