My brain and heart
divorced
a decade ago
over who was
to blame about
how big of a mess
I have become
eventually,
they couldn't be
in the same room
with each other
now my head and heart
share custody of me
I stay with my brain
during the week
and my heart
gets me on weekends
They blame each other
"This is all your fault".
on Sundays
my heart complains
about how my
head has let me down
in the past
and on Wednesday
my head lists all
of the times my
heart has screwed
things up for me
in the future
there's been a lot
of yelling - and crying
so, lately, I've been
spending a lot of time with my gut
who serves as my unofficial
therapist
most nights, I sneak out of the
window in my ribcage
and slide down my spine
and collapse on my
gut's plush leather chair
that's always open for me
- and I just sit sit sit sit
until the sun comes up
last evening,
my gut asked me
if I was having a hard
time being caught
between my heart
and my head
I nodded
I said I didn't know
if I could live with
either of them anymore
"my heart is always sad about
something that happened
yesterday
when my head is always worried
about something that may happen
tomorrow",
I lamented
my gut squeezed my hand
"I just can't live with
my mistakes of the past
or my anxiety about the future",
I sighed
my gut smiled and said :
"in that case,
you should
go stay with your
lungs for a while",
I was confused
- the look on my face gave it away
"if you are exhausted about
your heart's obsession with
the fixed past and your mind's
focus
on the uncertain future
your lungs are the perfect place for
you
there is no yesterday in your lungs
there is no tomorrow either
there is only now
there is only inhale
there is only exhale
there is only this moment
there is only breath
and in that breath
you can rest while your
heart and head work
their relationship out".
this morning,
while my brain
was busy reading news
and while my
heart was staring
at old photographs
I packed a little
bag and walked
to the door of
my lungs
before I could even knock
she opened the door
with a smile and as
a gust of air embraced me
she said
"what took you so long?"
Life is in the moment.
My take
Yet, more often than not, we tend to forget this simple truth!
Tailpiece.
Got up at a half past 6, the chores and was ready by 10.
A relaxed Sunday!
The evening chores. The day was mostly sunny though we did have a few showers. There were quite a few power interruptions, however, all through the day.
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