Equilibrium

Equilibrium

 

If you work on balancing your physical body,

holding it in space without tipping to one side

or the other,

or standing on a single strong foot, ankle steady—

if you achieve this goal

(which may be unattainable)

will you then also have gained

the equilibrium sought through decades?

Will you than automatically know wise from foolish,

good from bad,

right from wrong—

in short, will you have found the state of grace

held out as a reward?

On the off chance that the one will lead to the other,

keep working at those exercises:

Stand on one foot.

Close your eyes.

Balance. Balance.

Don't fall.

 

 

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Not What You Were

You are not what you were.

That inchoate yearning embryonic entity

who presented herself as full and finished?

Not that at all or ever again.

But this emergent hesitant pillar striving for the authentic in all ways.

 

You are not what you were—

younger than springtime and greener than grass—

but what you are now:

more compassionate,

more aware of others' misery,

more capable of holding life

            in your own two hands,

more aware,

more aware,

more here, more present.

 

Release who you were into the past where she belongs

and revel in the current you,

who is present

and is a present to reward your efforts.

 

 

 

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Choosing

It's a choice, she says.

It's a deliberate opting for this

and not that.

 

Let me be specific and name the choices:

joy, life, curiosity.

On the other side is the easier,

more familiar, option:

the complaining dullard oppressed

by anything new.

 

Choices, choices.

Which will serve best?

Someone wrote:

Life is an adventure, not a catastrophe

(actually, I think they said "predicament",

not catastrophe).

Can you try to remember that, please?

Tattoo it on your forehead, perhaps.

And remember also that change is the only constant.

Who you once were is not who you are.

You were formed by past experiences

(oh woe is me alas, alack)

but

you are not still that person.

Choose well.

Greet the day with the explosion of happiness

that it deserves.

 

 

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