I am the weight
hanging on a chain linked to God.
God sustains to
center point, while
I swing from end
to end.
I extend to the
tip of the arc;
God tugs back,
firmly attached to my middle
and holding on to
me way out at the end of the stretch.
I fling past the
medium,
barely catching my
balance before I am off again,
flying further up
and further away on the other side.
Back and forth:
joy versus grief, peace versus torment.
Back and forth:
growth versus stability, dreams versus apathy.
Back and forth:
alone versus company, energy versus exhaustion.
Will the waltz
slow as I grow old?
I want to believe
that the connection to heaven will tenderly guide me
with grace to
perfect equilibrium.
April 30, 2000
Revisited July
7th, 2012
Curicó, Chile
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