Thursday, July 23, 2020

I Arise

like a pregnant woman
round and yet hard - an on coming train
the belly has to move first
hips wiggling it to the front of the chair
the stabilizing the feet beneath
before the lift

wobbly, perhaps off balance

but

I arise

like a baby deer
so new from its mother
blinking in the new light
speckled in the morning

before I run

I arise