Bareback

There are times when how we operate in the world just turns upside down. This poem speaks to such a time for me.

Bareback

No question I've been knocked
from my invisible horse and the
one with tools in his hands keeps
prodding: Get back in the saddle.
What are you waiting for? But the
timeless one affirms: You're not
listening. There is no more saddle.
We've done away with all that.
The driven one keeps looking at
his watch: You didn't work all these
years to walk away now. But the
one who breathes like a flower
replies: We worked all these years
precisely to unfold this way.

A Question to Walk With: In conversation with a friend or loved one, describe a conversation you're currently in the middle of within yourself. Without judgment, give voice to each side and ask your friend or loved one for simply what they observe; not advice.

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