I Think

My body has a mind of its own,
I think.
And as much as I love me
and sometimes don't,
I feel like I am waiting
for some cracked door to swing open:
Come in, join me, I've been waiting for you.

A dear astrologer friend observed that
I had my head in the air
Having been born a Libra.
The rest of me having been liberated
from that realm
of though
of connectedness
of unity.

So as children sometimes say
"I am the boss of me."
And so, child-like, I need to plumb that unity:
  the pulse of my heart, the scratch on my leg,
  the ache in my back, the swirl in my mind...
that I might find my way
to being so self-immersed and newly rejoined,
And so to healing.

The Nudge

The cat needed a double-nudge
But he eventually moved out of
My spot.
I am the Beta brother here
So I get a good seat
Which is fine,
The cat is somewhat further down the alphabet
He left me with a warn spot to sit on a cool morning…
I am grateful for these creature comforts.
The chair itself looks to be on the downside of passing through
Nothing new
We are all on temporary assignment
Sometimes at a port in the storm
Sometimes as a portal upon wonder.
It is advised to change speeds occasionally;
Slow down to see the micro-verse
Before speeding on into the cosmos
Journeying onward with all our brethren
To a different place
Alpha and Omega.

Plastic

My head-brain is not idle
I play with it daily
Hoping to keep that silly putty
Plastic
Stretching and kneading it
Like the grey flesh matters
Reading, thinking, writing
Digging, hauling, dancing
As if I could say to it,
“What do you think of that?!
Try to make sense of this…
Check this out…”
The world of reality offers endless possibilities
Challenges to juggle
Balls bouncing plates spinning
And on many days I choose to play
So I try not to slough it off.
I’m in the game, because it’s fun
And I don’t want to lose my
Way
To become undone
So I am always amazed at the misfires
In my cluttered cortex
Like writing my return address on an envelop
Where I no longer reside
Ooppps!
Does it mean that I am at the
Top of the slide?
Because it seem that the
Only place where I am really home
The keys are hung within my head
And I sleep upon this body bed.