Just BecauseThe wheel turns in a bl
One moment you are down low
The next instant you're up high.
An instant to hold on and grab tightly
Slipping, more often bruised from clenching
Climbing, they say, it's all part of the journey.
I have fallen in the rabbit hole countless times
And I can not seem to get it really
Like a seasoned crook adorned with crimes.
As the wheel turns I seem to get stuck
Don't have the oomph, don't have the zing
Quicksand pulling me down in the muck.
And even if you know you need to pull up
Even if you know you need to do something
Everything around seems to make you flop.
This may serve as a clue to something new
I open my eyes to see what's around
Trapped in the hole, the greyness of its hue.
Maybe I just need time and to just pause
Let the sand swallow the whole of me
In the rabbit hole, just because.
"... If you're brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting, which can be anything from your house to bitter, old resentments, and set out on a truth-seeking journey, either externally or internally, and if you are truly willing to regard everything that happens to you on that journey as a clue and if you accept everyone you meet along the way as a teacher and if you are prepared, most of all, to face and forgive some very difficult realities about yourself, then the truth will not be withheld from you". ~ Liz Gilbert, Eat Pray Love
Sylphy 41-45, F 1 Response 4 Nov 20, 2011