My tears touch my cheeks
But cannot spread into my heart
Cannot touch this wound and offer it
Still there’s flowing from both heart and from tears
The path forward seems dusted over
Every prayer keeps me in it for the day
But each day I’m missing out on where my
Heart wants to be engaged, in full capacity.
Moments ease and bring hope.
But, the same thorn in my back remains
My patience has been by my side for 9 years
But the dysfunction cannot be ignored.
I am tethered to it.
Only well enough for so long or so far
The variable “x” has been my one constant.
I want to run and sweat with all the energy I have built for transformation
But I am stuck sliding back in my circled walls so slick I cannot climb
Bone deep is misaligned
No muscle release nor stretch will remove the thorn, no deep breath, no daily meditation, no daily Qi gong wills it away.
Where I want to spread hope, I’m left wanting.
My tears arriving to keep me company and hear me lose my patience.