For forty nine days
now, I’ve followed through and yet
I’m still not out of
the wilderness, internal
and external. I trek on.
JDG
For forty nine days
now, I’ve followed through and yet
I’m still not out of
the wilderness, internal
and external. I trek on.
JDG
One minute I get it; the next minute
I lose it. How
long will this
game go
on?
Some
say not
to look for
it to end. They
say it will come to an end when I do.
JDG
Even though I got my wings,
I didn’t fly the coop –
I just started later.
Still, I got my routine in
before the day was done.
JDG
Sweeping judgements
don’t really sweep things clear.
They simply sweep aside
all bits and pieces
that don’t coincide
with a predetermined view.
Better to sweep the mind clear
and begin again from there.
JDG
I don’t know why,
but today’s workout seemed to fly.
Maybe
I’m finally spreading my wings.
JDG
On the horizon
a magenta explosion
marks the close of day.
JDG
Half way there toward my
newly-formulated goal
of ninety days when
I’ll add balancing
exercises to my routine.
Strength and balance in
body, mind, heart and soul –
ah, if I’d only started long ago.
JDG
Shortening the time
between harumph and mmm-hmm
shortens suffering.
JDG
What a difference
one day can make. Yesterday
I became aware
of pounds of tension everywhere.
Today I felt an ounce of grace.
JDG
Before “will be”
and after “was”
lies the limitless now
inviting us to return home
from nonexistent lands.
JDG