Delighted that you caught the energy coming back to your wonderful poem where it started. We should play “catch” more often!

Miriam

“Something rising up and out of whatever I once thought I was
a breath that opens me says:
any time you’re ready you can dance
any time you’re ready you can ring like a wild bell
any time you’re ready you can be born.”

Thank you for sharing your gorgeous poem. I’m moved beyond words.

Love, Hiro

I can’t hold myself together any more
The shoulders rebel against the neck
which in turn is locked in a long labor dispute with the jaw

Compromise isn’t possible
It’s too late for that too old
Now parts of me that I always counted on are leaving
the legs are leaving to become rivers
the toes smooth boulders reveling in glacial water massage
toes that are dancing to rock music to earth tremors

Hips arms big sections of back
splitting open and apart in an avalanche of dissolution
I think I see animals maybe bears maybe snakes
in the undergrowth
Then there are trees and hollows carved by time
And also the opposite of these inner places big hills
sharp cliffs
Something rising up and out of whatever I once thought I was
a breath that opens me says:
any time you’re ready you can dance
any time you’re ready you can ring like a wild bell
any time you’re ready you can be born

A voice beyond what I have known sings out to me now:
“Any time you want you can let yourself pour out with the tide and the rhythm of a Life bigger than your life,
a container that encompasses without holding,
a spirit that is light beyond seeing
will bring you back.”

© Miriam Dyak