Listening’s 10/23/16
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
