Homeopathy

13 December 2011

Homeopathy

 

Brittle desolation, a personal retreat

punctuated by Black-Capped Chickadees —

silence in solitude is not what I seek.

 

I hold on too tightly to things I should release

but I’m learning to listen and learning to see

and once in awhile, I remember to breathe

 

away from distractions, the noise of the city,

my soul opens up in ways I do not understand.

it’s enough to be without drowning in self-pity,

 

escaping responsibilities that life demands.

I’m recentered, grounded, refreshed, and connected,

a wanderer trapped within this empty wasteland.

 

a fifteen minute walk from what I would call home

reminds me I needn’t believe that I’m alone.