You have to choose the place carefully
Test the rock first with your foot
Stones which are overlaid
Are the ones to take your weight
I wedge myself in a V
Let my thighs take the burden
The upright cradles the base of my back
My body shows me how to fit in
Content to be nothing for a while
Finding my place in the structure
Not wishing to place, only to be placed
To remain wedded here
Rocks protruding that way, there the bay
The new windmills
Like lighthouses in the distance
I observe from my vantage-point
Stonewalls stretch up
To where the sheep don’t even graze
Like an overextension of order
A construction of hope
You have to choose your place carefully
Now here my legs are resting
They droop down suspended at the knee
Feeling no pain from gravity
My back relaxes and I feel the wall
Sturdy against my back
The others trust my absence
And my silence
It is hard to sit and stare
To be a sky of reflected blue
Something still desires
My ceasing to desire
This place will do me well
I sit without design
But by trying to be all gravity
I hope to feel the difference
2 comments:
Stephen Mc Groggan there folks talking about summitting a twelve foot stone fort, as if he has just scaled Mount Everest. Next instalment sees Stephen wrestling with a bear in the dead of night, only to find out the next morning that it was only a kitten. Stay tuned folks....
P.S did you get mail from Tammy Zinck - good craic isn't she!
Good words.
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