by DAVID WHYTE
Usually I like to ponder upon the poetry of David Whyte.
But this one wearied me.
I felt the pressure of "Everything is waiting for you."
I just wanted to go for a long long walk
with my senses shut down.
I needed to meditate in silence.
Often I am overwhelmed by the world around me.
Even with the ordinary things that usually escape our attention - like a soap dish.
I become mindful of its origins -
all those who have been involved in its creation -
the artistry of the designers,
the quarry workers who dig the clay,
the truck drivers who deliver the finished product to the store,
the creators of the packaging -
and my heart overflows with a sense of belonging,
with a sense of connected-ness,
Meditation in silence is a balm for me
when I my senses are over-stimulated or
sense of self is over-whelmed.
with wings large enough to enfold, enwrap, comfort,
to protect me and bless me when I feel overwhelmed.
She extends blessings to all.
I extended the torso template a smidgen,
and drafted some wings.
I stitched around the wings until I could stitch no longer.