2014-02-01T22:47:02-08:00February 1st, 2014|Musings on life|

What the monk said

Make friends with yourself
the monk said

and I felt my skin snap
against my bones

in that way
when clarity punctures
the crust of old habits
and the world goes still
for a precious borrowed blink

a familiar clump of words
but somehow I knew
what she meant

see the good
forgive the bad
and don’t put yourself
up on a pedestal

I sat for a long time afterwards
on a bench in the wind
wondering at the genius
of such ordinary love.

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