Tired

Years have waltzed by

As I’ve danced in the circle of love

And yet

This beautiful animal that I am has been

Forgotten

In my pursuit of higher things

As I’ve drifted down to the ground I find her

Moaning in exhaustion

Soul eyes piercing

“When does time come for me?

When is rest? Safety?

When will you let me play again?

When will you feed me what I truly need,

Instead of pouring my food out at the table

Of others?

You promised.”

Tears roll hot.

The one I was given first,

I’ve left for last

Because they said so.

“It’s selfish,”

They said,

As if eating and enjoyment and rest

And needing the companionship of others

We’re the greatest sins one could commit.

And I believed them.

But I know the taste of sunlight

And the deep seal of sleep

Over my scabby soul

I’ve drank freedom on a mountain side

And in candle lit water running down

My body in the darkness

The eternal well springs strong and deep within.

Finally I turn my face to the east

I don’t know what I’ll find there

But I know I will finally find

Enough.