you closed off
by
treasuring the idea
of "something else"
what is looked away from
is now turned towards
attracts you
draws you
this is the match
for your heart
see yourself standing over your worst crime
but this time
you are incapable of the thought of guilt
i see my dead son laying on the bed
without guilt
only appreciation is possible
thank you for helping me question the body
to open my mind
to expand my small vision
constriction
rigid boundaries
of right and wrong and should and shouldn't
my totally inaccurate beliefs about "life"
about knowing
and reality
i see now
the body wasn't you
thank you for crossing paths with me
for this intersection
interaction
for all my reactions
brought to my attention
what an intense 17 years we packed in
you have brought me to my knees now
to where i can see
i know nothing at all
why are we here?
what is true?
everything i ever learned just
flew out the window
open hearth
now
to see
everything i ever laid on you
was but my own
blood
my own
wounds
unattended
since the beginning of time
your going leaves me
with the only truth there is
you are not the cause of my pain
i face the truth now
just sitting
for hours
days
months
and now
years
opening
opening
opening
to this freedom
this re sponse ability
abled/empowered
to re spond
to
look
again...
without
guilt
holy space
there is nothing
that holds "more"
than this
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