At night, reading
the chronicle of sorrows
that is my life, my arms
droop with the weight
of the book, and next morning
after a long forgetful sleep
my legs remember
how to walk.
Queenstown Gestalt Conference,
Sept 2010
Psalm to Resilience
At night, reading
the chronicle of sorrows
that is my life, my arms
droop with the weight
of the book, and next morning
after a long forgetful sleep
my legs remember
how to walk.
