Thursday, January 1, 2015

Walk On

I'm teaching myself to walk again 

Burnt and bruised 
Frayed and misshapen 
Blistered and torn 
Tattered and bloodied 

Step by step
I march 

Feeling my way though the darkness, the shadows, the pain, the fear, the raw open wounds 
Enlivened by every move 
Bringing more breath, more oxygen 
To each cell of my body 

The cells themselves have life 
They are encoded and encrypted with the energy of life 
Past, Present, Future 

They await my messages
They await my drive 
They await my momentum
They await my information 
They await my activation 

I will infuse them
With the breath of stillness
Of gentleness and ether 
Of the stars and the cosmos 
The heavens 
The depths of the earth 
The sacred dirt that rests at our feet
Waiting for us to move 
The earth which grounds us, restores us, gives us life and awaits the inhale and exhale of our existence 

I walk
I walk 

I can't recall when I have done this before, but surely my knowing does 
For the information is my own

I can all but see the path ahead except I won't allow it yet 
I am sitting in present time and learning again and again and again 
How to walk, how to breathe, how to move, how to make love to the world and all its inhabitants 

There are limitless gifts 
There are limitless possibilities 

Yet, I am lost in the unknown of it all 

But, I can find my feet 
My left and then my right 
One inch, one foot, maybe a mile and then a marathon

Where to? 

The destination is the journey, the path 
Of Self 
Of selflessness 
of unconditional love
of connectedness 
of One

Walk, my friend, I Am Here