Friday, 17 August 2012

Resistance

....and heart is full, encompasses
more than it did before.
Fifty years ago and I'm
floating, as a tiny heartbeat
first appears.

Who makes a life?
We do. Mine's
more than half way through
(if averages are anything
to go by).

Starts with a heartbeat,
ends with a heartbeat,
all those heartbeats in between,
pushing against resistance;
resistance of blood vessels,
resistance of body
resistance of self.

Time to stop pushing,
start opening instead.
Maybe fifty years left
to practice.

No comments:

Post a Comment