wedged heart


Deep in my heart a wedge does lie

I’m willing to throw a dart to hit it clean and fair

Instead I breathe, breathe deeply and sigh

The cause of the wedge is mine—let’s try.

 

Was it the afternoon I drove back from Galle?

Hail! Thunder and Lightning quite a scare

Voice on the radio warning us to go with care.

the highway is dangerous to drive, so there.

 

Wait! is the wedge my children? My poor mother, too.

My husband, Dom, my in laws? ‘How do you do?’

A lost love, another life, what could have been?

it’s all bittersweet now that I have seen…

 

The wedge comes and goes. Today it sticks, like a thorn to a rose.

Tears pour down my face, I am thankful for god’s grace.

To analyze the pain, sitting in the car in the rain

One goes back in time, breathes, the mind races.

 

To gratitude: of course, I’m grateful! So what if I’m Fey?

The wedge is lodged, embedded deep. I long for the comfort of sleep

Not yet, not there, the exit is quite far. Stay awake!

Don’t fall asleep. Keep breathing the wedge out, however deep.

 

At last the exit, I take the turn, drive to the booth to stop.

Pay my toll and on my way, keep breathing the hardness away

And suddenly, I am aware, that this feeling of a wedge

has disappeared, is not there?  was it the stress of the drive?

 

Maybe. Could be, should be, yes! Driving is difficult

When one can barely see, the car in front, the road, a tree.

The rain is ceasing, the breathing is easy

At last: Home. the dog runs to greet me.

 

Unpack my bag get on the mat

Do a few yoga poses, here comes the cat!

5 kittens to feed all are shivering.

My body feels better, no more dithering

 

I draw a bath then into bed, take meds, then cover.

Dream of mayhem and accidents oh what a shower!

I suddenly wake up to another day. Stretch and yawn.

The wedge has gone, the sun shines bright. Oh how I love, love, love the light.

 

 

N.S.  APRIL 15, 2018

 

 

 

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