Our bodies cast their shadows:
no matter what their shape, or size,
we must always be aware
of the ways they project
and inhibit us;
the messages they convey
without our permission --
or even knowing;
the limits they enforce,
the demands -- like children --
for food, and sleep;
for shelter, and warmth,
for love, and expression
of the energy that courses through,
whatever form that takes.
Funny, how the length of these legs --
once a guarantee of clumsiness --
has proven such a blessing through the years.
Funny, how the tripping of the heart --
that once brought fear --
now signals renewed stumbling into joy.
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1 comment:
I love those last three lines.
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