Lose me
Please forgive me
Lay me low
And let me wail
Resurrect me
Specialize my little mind
Count the blossoms
On my branches
And the needles
In my spine
Let the puddles
Gather around
My tender ankles
Until I sense
Coming daylight
Take my very breath away.
Tag: ankle
Street Stranger (day 2475)
How long have you suffered
Waiting there so burdened
Run your eyes a little longer
Down the road whence you came
No stranger stopping to say goodbye
No mail left in the box
Chopping as if petrified
At the meat about your ankles
Sitting quietly to the side
Two dogs with no former home
Ashram Day 23 (day 1426)
I am a breath
That lifts up my toes,
Tickles my ankles
And rushes my knees.
I am wind
That fills up my heart;
Left rib to right,
Belly button to spine.
I am an inhale
Refueling my source,
Taking natural bounty
Fully replenishing.
I am an audible exhale
Releasing everything all at once,
Letting my heart, in one motion
Exit out to return.