Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Small Stone #19 (aros)

I sit down to meditate
only tears

caught in the place of them 
I let them fly

the tracks flowing 
down my cheeks
my chin a river delta
where they collect

the shift has started
I no longer center
but outside watching in

gulping deep breaths
exhaling long oooooooooos

calmly letting go 

4 comments:

  1. Love the site, love the quarium! but most of all the words. Reading your small stones has really touched me - their honesty, their fragility...connect with me.

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  2. Thank you AJ. It is a mrvel that people across the world can read where another is in a moment of their day and sometimes understand

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  3. Sounds like a difficult (but hopefully freeing) moment, but I'm really struck by that photo--a very vulnerable, beautiful, brave self portrait to post. xo

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  4. Writing for me is not just about the pretty. There is often as much beauty in a sad moment as a happy one if you know where to look.

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