body

"The body does not belong to us. While it lasts, we must use it as a trust handed over to our charge. Treating in this way, the things of the flesh, we may one day expect to become free from the burden of the body. Realizing the limitation of the flesh, we must strive day by day towards the ideal with what strength we have in us."   - Satygraha, Gandhi

Dear C,

Are you treating your body, today,

 as though it is a token of honor entrusted to you?

One day… it will be no more.

Now…

what really matters?

strength,

C

give back your heart to itself

i really should read poetry more often.
or better yet, write it.
chills follow.


Love After Love
by: David Walcott


The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. 
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you 

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror. 
Sit. Feast on your life. 

once again.

I cannot respond with words.

tears maybe,

C