Thursday, 28 January 2016

cocoon

I sit
in all the choices ive ever made
 
im fearful
but not afraid
 
for ive paid in fleshy coins
and ive survived
 
and I sit
cos I know
its part of the process
part of letting go
 
from here
whenever its time to rise
I guess I learn just what
the time has let me surmise
 
I don't blame
I don't hate
although for years
I was stuck
in just that
debate
 
and keep him from this
oh I will
teach him protection
from others disease
there ill
 
if it means
that I walk
barefoot
on stony ground
then so be it
 
understand do I
that I have the power
of the eternal butterfly
I will eat my bitter leaves
then hang out
chrysalis secret
chrysalis in the trees
hanging about
resting
in gods breeze
 
I can feel it
right here
right around me
in this chair
and I rest
watch
feel the changes
not in my time
on the universes clock
 
I don't have to break out
scream
nor
shout
no
when ready
this cocoon of mine
will open
show me its time
 
and I cant wait to see
what colour wings
are given to me
 
exhausted
excited
optimistically
it will become divided
 
the search for safety
ignited
invited
 
wing building
is a hard activity to tame
not to point
not to blame
so inside I go
and feel the safety
as I go
 
I see I don't have to
keep you safe
that I watch
learn
yearn
for your embrace
 
and if not
well
respect that I will
enjoy the taste
of that bitter pill
 
when a love
so true
invites
what is best for them
not you
today
that them
is me
 
this fight
all mine
I have hope
lil confidence
ill be alright
 
but I miss you
alone here in my cocoon
but hold on
to all the new you have shown me
all the beautiful moments
all you have stood along with
and I wonder
 
you believe in me?
what do you see that I cannot right now
 
I sit back down
the suns come out
after the storm
I think wow
I cant believe it possible
that this charmed life is mine
 
universe answers
yes your'e worthy
you always have been
just sophie my darling
you are the last to see
 
so I rest
focus
on what I can do
on the signposts given to me
and that all of this
started aged 3
and I may run
and I may hide
but memories of that
haunt you
taunt you
learn to ignore them
learn to laugh again
don't hold onto the good
don't let it burn
 
take your wings
learn to fly
and rest upon
a revitalised sky
and dance in the air
remember that this sky does care
maybe more than that
but even the sky needs to rest
and that's all
that's that
 
 
 
 
 

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