Ready

Beyond the eclipse of my body and soul

Lay my mind

Vacant and ready to be occupied

Stiffening stories of

Love lost and torn

Cause movement to be still

Doors closing

Emotions convulsing

Eternities drift like molasses

A museum of memories

Packed tightly in cases of leather

Tucked into the corners of my mind

Pack light!

To know where one sets down emotions

Flow the dangers of explanation

Where time and desire grasp tightly to each other

I don’t claim to know

Nor to have all the answers about

Love life and fulfilment

Guarantees are made to no one

A prayer answered is a prayer heard

In fact a prayer unanswered may be the sweetest consequence

Perils of wisdom

Drenched in adversity

Cloaked in fear stand still

And give way to

Moments of iniquity

Constant battle and

Pain that wrenches deep beneath the core

At some point the point of reference becomes the line of sight

And visions through mud become crystal clear

Then and only then will you identify

The solace in self sufficiency