Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Meditation on Weight



reconnect

Weeding.
Dieting.

A tiresome duo.

Sculpting the garden.
Sculpting a body,

Make it perfect.
Make me perfect.

Wild English garden,
tangled and willy nilly

Reuben's ladies,
all curvy and plump

Formal boxwood hedge,
angular and trim

Slinky bone rack,
cat-walk ready

Does a butterfly discriminate?
Or the dove choose its perch
for any reason beyond
what nature provides?

Boldly allow nature 
to steer you.
Return to your core,
your inner knowing.
Move. Nourish. 

Be.

There was only perfection
when you arrived.
That never changed.
Go back.
Back to that place,
and start again.