There is a Dance inside me brewing,
Waiting to express itself in song,
And while my body tries to follow,
The steps are taking... just too long.
I woke with pain all over,
Willie pulled my leg with hope,
Yet the wall is what I leaned on
Trying to regain my walk.
“I'm hurting again all over,
I'm fat and just so old”
“That's a lie, right from the devil”
Said my man, “you've got to stop”
“Forty years I know your body,
You are healthy, you are strong
You are perfect and exactly
As your age requires, I'm never wrong”
With a sad smile, I continued.
Leaning on things, trying to walk
cleaning house, praying and blessings
Only God heard my grief and lose
When the house had shone like a diamond,
Floor and blinds, sink and tiles
Pain subsided; a song developed,
And my heart was satisfied.
My God loves me, so does my man
What else I need? I ask you all.
I have done all that I can,
Leaning on Love, I'm ten feet tall.
Orith. Nahariya. June 28, 2019.
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