photo: Brisk Walk by Roger Lienke

 
 
 

Recovery

 
 

There’s a new moon out for a brisk walk
 I’ve got strange notions
And that’s alright
I’ve got wild feelings
And that’s alright
No more monkey on my shoulder
We take this walk together
I recover me
You recover you

I’ve been in the region of soul
Back before the beginning
Where the heat is quiet
At the center of sound
Is a quiet hollow
Where sound is born
At the core of personality
Is something empty
Where feeling is born
Out of empty spills the seeds of meaning
Out of empty spills the filling of full

For a long long time
It was lean bare bones
Stripped to the nub
Tenets of perseverance
Now my heart is speaking to me again
And space is once again possibility
That the roof yields to
Without resistance
Life is ample and full of itself
And still
There’s room in its belly
And place in its heart
For me