What I truly want (poem)

The joyful play

The easeful flow

Of knowing what I want

The tumbling truth

Of raw desire

Lies still, as if missing

But its not

It’s just trapped

under ancestral stones of duty

To God, to Right

To Small, to Safe

To all that is not feeling

A maze of hoops

A web of loops

Trick and trip me dizzy

My mind is trained

to compensate

for what it cannot know

The body cries

Innately feels

But was long ago forbidden

To name or scream

For fear of wrong

Or, god-forbid, of falling

In failure to see

That failure itself

was not the enemy

but the way

to break the ice

and let the feelings flow

So I will speak

It's well past time

To stand up and help us all

I’ll mix a potion

In my cauldron

From the Knowing of long ago

I'll call on Gaia

To light the fire

To rain down magic and stir the pot

Break this spell

Melt the freeze

And watch the geyser rise

10th Oct