HERE I STAND

Here I stand

standing.

not laying, or kneeling, or sprawling.

Amongst and above

the mess that got me here.

Demons reaching

pain breaching –

and Here I stand

a new burst

of curiosity

eager to explore

and re imagine what we will be

and where we will go.

Here. Now.

We commit to this endless journey

and turn now to our center.

Only there will we find our truth

and peace.

ASK NOT

I didn’t ask

for this body I was given.

for the pounding emotions I feel.

for the abuse you so graciously sent me.

for the pain of losing everything.

for the things you said to convince me

of things I didn’t want to do.

for all the pain and suffering I’ve seen.

for the family that abandoned me.

for the loss of relationships you forced on me.

for the path you led me to believe

was something I wanted.

for being ignored and refused.

for feeling torn up and used.

for the thoughts that tell me I’m wrong.

for the ideas that tell me I’m nothing

without you.

I didn’t ask for any of this

-then what did I ask for?

and what do I want now?

CHILD

My only elders are the mushrooms,
The network that connects us with the earth.
You are older, yes.
But none can be wiser.

In a world of right and wrong
one group will succeed over another –
but the World is not black and white,
Even if that’s what you see.

We all fall in line –
You cannot claim you’re on top –
When there is no top.
What useless mountain are you climbing?

You asked, and broke the single rule.
We do not behave this way –
turns out the man is a child,
move along your way.