Frantic Spirit

Posted: December 8, 2018 in Uncategorized

Having tested the limits of physicality
having tasted too many flavors
taken too many bites
drunk too much wine

sang too many songs
climbed too many trees
swum too many rivers
loved too often though never well

I then pursued a life of the mind went mad
fell back upon my heart which promptly broke.
My spirit stood on the sidelines
waving wildly to get my attention.

I cauterized my wounds with truth
which offered no comfort.
But wounds heal and though I inflict new ones
my frantic spirit never stops trying to signal me.

Comments
  1. tony says:

    Wonderful

    Like

  2. your spirit waves to everyone in this poem, and speaks to those who listen

    Like

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