back in body.
She holds herself up, right, and in this new shake down of life steps she is
complete.
Dancing in bedrooms with friends,
Clothing piled high, closet raids and bright lipstick
since, yes, she made it into her dream.
And she lives big.
bold,
sure of herself,
and others comment and ooh and ahh and say who is like you?
But she is only emanating the beloved of the beloved and there is none else.
---
back in body
and heart doesn't race or pain her to core.
trembles are lessened and she goes outside,
so easily.
She says, "I have plans, and then I have more"
and she writes them down in black ink and places colorful stickers nearby, since she can and it makes her smile.
---
back in body and work seems less of a drag -
earrings hang from her ears and something doesn't buckle within when the phone rings.
the grocery store is a delight and she races down aisles, throwing things in her cart.
Yes, she says,
today is good and yesterday was good and tomorrow will be even better.
grounded in store.
Grounded in body
---
Back in soul,
and body is in alignment with the higher power of her name.
She sings loud, takes long baths,
worries less about time, and future and now,
she eats without throat anger,
gunk has cleared.
---
It's hard to imagine a place and time where she lived so out of body, so in deep misery and concern.
The world was black and cold, and everything took far too much energy.
last night showed her on the ground, nobody wanted to be near her, or give her the answers.
She kept asking, yelling, trying so hard to understand what everyone else knew.
She said, "I've been sick, I've been sick, didn't you see, don't you understand, help me!"
But nobody would help.
---
Wake up and body is scratched to bits, uncertain of circumstances and how everything can fall so neatly back into place.
She wonders how one can feel such drastic emotions.
The high is almost as close as the low and in the zero point of almost touching there lingers this impenetrable feeling -
longing
of
something.
---
but she is back in body and the food tastes good.
the air is easy,
and the light doesn't sting.
She holds herself up, right, and in this new shake down of life steps she is
complete.
Dancing in bedrooms with friends,
Clothing piled high, closet raids and bright lipstick
since, yes, she made it into her dream.
And she lives big.
bold,
sure of herself,
and others comment and ooh and ahh and say who is like you?
But she is only emanating the beloved of the beloved and there is none else.
---
back in body
and heart doesn't race or pain her to core.
trembles are lessened and she goes outside,
so easily.
She says, "I have plans, and then I have more"
and she writes them down in black ink and places colorful stickers nearby, since she can and it makes her smile.
---
back in body and work seems less of a drag -
earrings hang from her ears and something doesn't buckle within when the phone rings.
the grocery store is a delight and she races down aisles, throwing things in her cart.
Yes, she says,
today is good and yesterday was good and tomorrow will be even better.
grounded in store.
Grounded in body
---
Back in soul,
and body is in alignment with the higher power of her name.
She sings loud, takes long baths,
worries less about time, and future and now,
she eats without throat anger,
gunk has cleared.
---
It's hard to imagine a place and time where she lived so out of body, so in deep misery and concern.
The world was black and cold, and everything took far too much energy.
last night showed her on the ground, nobody wanted to be near her, or give her the answers.
She kept asking, yelling, trying so hard to understand what everyone else knew.
She said, "I've been sick, I've been sick, didn't you see, don't you understand, help me!"
But nobody would help.
---
Wake up and body is scratched to bits, uncertain of circumstances and how everything can fall so neatly back into place.
She wonders how one can feel such drastic emotions.
The high is almost as close as the low and in the zero point of almost touching there lingers this impenetrable feeling -
longing
of
something.
---
but she is back in body and the food tastes good.
the air is easy,
and the light doesn't sting.
