MOVEMENT

MOVEMENT

Moving through life

Is fraught with problems,

Encounters, experiences.

Your life journey

Determined by your body,

Directed by its parts.

In early life

Your mind may have wandered

Harmed your education,

Your eyes may have roved

Looking where they shouldn’t.

Hands roamed

And got you slapped,

Your skin crawled sometimes

With the ugly side of life.

Your heart skipped

When you thought you’d found the one,

And your mouth

Ran away by it self,

With trouble never far.

Your feet just walked

And walked and walked,

Never questioning.

Until one day....

STOP!

The juggernaut shudders

Brakes grind to a halt,

Nothing

All is still.

Then suddenly,

Like a butterfly

Bursting from its shell

On gossamer wings

The spirit soars.

The soul glides

Free from conflict

Free from mortal burdens.

Dancing on the stepping stones

Final movements

Toward eternal peace.

Phil Hall  May 2013