Lessons shared

Slow, roll, look, press...
Turn up the throttle and go.
If there is an obstacle,
(and there will be obstacles),
Don't stare and dwell on them-
Look where you're going,
Stop thinking about it,
Just decide and execute.

No breaking in the corner,
No slowing down, just go.
Act like you're not afraid,
Like the obstacles won't hurt,
Distractions can be deadly,
It's time for decisiveness,
Plan your line and follow it,
Or guaranteed, you'll crash.

I need to trade my heavy sighs for deep breaths,
To slumber in peace instead of exhausted tears,
Changing my distraction into productivity,
Throwing away the mask and smiling for real.

When?

When will the rain let up? I’m drenched.
Carrying a load that’s too heavy to bear,
I need the sunshine’s warmth and light,
But only the storm clouds surround me.

Will this night never end? It’s so dark.
Stumbling under the weight of it all,
I watch for the dawn when I can see.
Not a star in the sky to guide me now.

When will I find dry land at last?
Walking on the bottom of the ocean,
Longing for the fresh air to breathe,
The world is blurred and heavy here.

When will I be free from sadness?
“Wait,” says intuition, “Wait.”
Pushing for the day I’ll be okay.
I’m engulfed by emotion for now.

Into the Desert

Walking away from my love and heart,
But it’s just as big as it was at the start.
I look back; the horizon is the same,
My longing for him, an undying flame.

Sweetness and love I treasured there,
I’m walking away to a land that’s bare,
Into the wilderness to wander alone,
To purge bad habits to which I’m prone…

Looking back to see how far I’ve come,
Still too close to where I started from,
Ah love, pain, and nights spent awake,
I’m walking on to heal this heartbreak.

Every step taken brings progress nye,
Time slowed down since we said goodbye.
I’ll keep going until this pain fades,
Then I’ll be able to rest in the shade.

We each had a knitting needle, mine on the left, and yours on the right.
We started knitting our lives together, rhythmically working…
We each knitted in our personal desires, feelings, and goals,
A colorful arrangement: some cool, some warm, some hot…

Each of us adding in parts of ourselves; our own styles and flair,
Then we lost our rhythm and started working at opposing speeds.
The relationship we were knitting became skewed, crooked.
We sought help to correct it, but fast, slow, slow, fast…

Pushing and pulling, our work of art became a tangled mess.
It was time to cut our way out of it, and learn from our mistakes.
For one, our desires of silk and wool don't knit together well.
Two, we have other works to accomplish before we can knit again.

Sadly, I look around and begin cleaning up the mess.

Too Tight

I sang to you as your circled me,
Binding me as you were bound,
Mutually attached, tightly knit.

I asked you to loosen the binds,
I couldn’t sing like I used to.
The binds were loosened, but then,
The restraints tightened again.
You said I needed to hold them,
I only wanted to sing.

I held them the best I could,
Keeping the tightness at bay,
Tighter and tighter you pulled,
And little by little I gave way.

I forgot the words to my song.
You bade me “Sing, love, sing.”
I tried, but out came silence.
I needed to be set free.