Listening’s 10/23/16

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You can know anyone

The world is smaller and bigger

All at the same time

Where sometimes you must get in line

And others you must lead

Out into the sunshine

Or behind closed doors

I listen. I’m listening

Trying to feel my body again

Trying to find my mother

Who’s receding behind the curtain

In touch and out of touch

Operating from another place

Same face, different eyes

I’ll carry you there

I’ll remember. I know you

Listening’s. Listening to talking

Thinking

Winding it up and down

Even though I can’t touch your hand

I can get to know you more everyday

Makes everything else fade away

Is the task important

The doing of it

The most simple process

That consumes

Not sure how to manage it

Does the tail in fact wag the dog?

Can it sleep or is it consumed in obsession?

What becomes you

How much of everything is everything

I’m finding tiny lines

And falling in huge cracks

Still me. Flowing

Feeling the same

In a river of my own destiny

Requesting permissions

And ready access

I build and reframe

But I remain intact

Humanly human

Softly, sweetly singing

What is only natural

And part of my eventual process

Sure, it is a circle

And not a straight line

Exploring the curves

To find my mind

 

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