No more lying in state… waiting, always.
Trapped by the mind,
A never-ending procession.
Circling by… glancing down on the body apart from the mind.
“Wake up!”, I yell.
Lying in state,
A prison… a cave… a road leading to nowhere.
And yet…
Movement.
Slowly at first,
the eyes open — blinking,
the heart beats — steady,
the breath comes — in, out,
Movement.
Gathering speed,
Stepping over the trap door.
Tired of waving the arms,
Whispering, “see me, or don’t”.
The quiet rejection of a smile,
The quiet smirk finds its mark,
The quiet kills.
And yet…
Squinting and looking to the sky,
Listening for the sound of the beating heart,
Forcing the cold air into the collapsed lungs,
I am not merely alive,
I am no longer lying in state.
Alive, and living.
See me… or don’t.
Photo by Annie Q. Syed
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Uplifting…very encouraging…your attitude shines through!
and ‘your’ attitude 🙂
Ha!
Thank you my friend… for reading and commenting (especially for seeing my attitude as something uplifting). I like that a lot!
just beautiful Becky :~)
did Annie’s photo inspire it?
sending joyous waves your way
Thank you June!
Annie’s words, photos, and friendship influence many things.
Thank you so much!
Love this, inspiring.
Thank you Kathryn.
I always love seeing you here and your comments mean so much to me.
Love the image of stepping over the trap door. Found myself asking a bunch of questions…Who put the trap door there? The author (aka you) or someone else? Was it always there? Where did it go? A place to hide, an escape, a trap? What ever it was you are choosing to move forward, to move past it.
Wow Kim… hmmm, I have to think about this — I have the answers, just think about how to express them. 😉
Thank you for pushing my thinking buttons.
Wonderful write ! Love it !
Thank you for such a sweet comment!
beautiful.
Thank you Jesse.
love it,
your words sound crispy and lovely.
famous smiles of you at your blog sidebar,
way to go.
Thank you my friend — it’s always nice to see you here and to read your comments!
Beautiful, I really loved the last four lines, very proud and powerful.
Thank you!
Wonderful write, Becky. I sense this is about breaking free from a situation that binds you.
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/25/one-she-beckons-me-come-2/
Yes — it is a constant evolution… this life we live.
Thank you my friend.
hmmm a progression, nicely captured 🙂
happy gooseberry day!
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/09/25/karmic-disobedience/
Thank you! Your comments are so very much appreciated.
sad, powerful, and beautiful.
🙂
Thank you very much!
“Alive, and living.
See me… or don’t.”
you/we don’t need anyone else’s validation ~ you don’t give up… you may change course… and flexibility is necessary to fully embrace life, don’t you think?
another amazing poem, b. you inspire me ~ thank you! *Love* & *Sparkly Squishy Hugs* ♥
Yes… flexibility is vital, I think.
It’s a good conversation, the validation one. We say we don’t need validation but I wonder if the only person I’m (we’re) fooling is myself?
It’s definitely something to think about and hopefully the words I’ve been trying for MONTHS to string together about valication will surface soon.
Thank you Dani!
Oh, wow! Your words are incredible.
Thank you!
This is a great way to start the day.
So encouraging Becky! I know you can keep the momentum you started here going and going and going. xo
Thank you Joanne. Momentum is in my favor… today anyway.
Nothing feels better than breaking limits and living. Alive, yes you are and you must live whether you are seen or not.
Have a fruitful week.
Cheers!
Thank you Emmanuel!
That is interesting and goes along with Dani’s comments about validation — a lot for me to think about this morning.
I see you.
I’m counting on it.
A poem about purpose, I believe. So well done!
Thank you!!
A lovely poem, thanks for taking the time to share it
Thank you for coming here to read. I really appreciate it.