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