and the poetics of the day…
Listen to the body speak
of it’s need, when the hard
lay down forces the moment
to pain and the ‘check in’ says
“Slow down.’
Body language is jabbing me
A steady pulse of bruised hurt
giving into the relax and let go.
Finding calm and pleasure
in a sweet connection cause
the stars are lining up just right.
Breathing in the goodness
Letting the Big Ouch have it’s time
till it passes and the Stars
praise with their Light.
