it is right for the human spirit to have endured something.
this is why we must not shelter ourselves overmuch.
it is something to have been in distress
yet find yourself undeniably alive.
to have fasted
& find yourself still whole.
to have been panic stricken
yet find your legs standing.
but if by chance they give way beneath you
& you don’t get up for an hour
or even a decade
it doesn’t matter
so long as there is a day that comes
that you dance.
my own grandmother
danced under the covers.
there are things
about which I currently have no idea
that will someday rock my world.
when I was a child
I played Loki the norse trickster god
in the class play
& one of my lines was:
where there’s a wall
there’s a way.
we fear the trickster.
we forget she is essential
for she teaches us how
to scale walls.
when is enough
when do you pick yourself up off the floor
kiss each broken piece with a new mother's tenderness
and promise to put yourself back together?
from whence comes that moment of grace
when clarity splits the atoms of your understanding
and you realize who you are?
when is your world
in black & white
is it in technicolor?
don't ignore the technicolor.
make it your lifeline.
your rainbow iv.
maybe there'll be a perfect convergence
of the roads between kansas and oz.