Listen,
the voice said,
and I did,
sit,
and I did,
resisting the urge
to ask why,
and the voice
said, rest a bit,
honey, your soul
wants to catch up,
and I thought,
you mean I can
outrun my soul?
isn’t it like a shadow,
always attached?
and the voice
sighed,
as it does,
and said,
shhhh, honey,
lie down,
close your eyes,
and if the
voice had
had a finger, it
would’ve put
it on my lips
before I could
say,
but I thought
I had slowed
down, this
is not my
old speed,
and how
will I know
when my soul
has caught up?
will it tap me
on the shoulder,
saying, we can
go now?
and the voice
shhhhhh’d me,
melting my eyelids,
whispering,
rest now,
honey.
give it
a little time.
you’ll know.
(Photo / World Famous Crochet Museum, Joshua Tree, California)
Güd wrtr 
Thanks! I LOVE the photograph, too.. So many people I know NEED that urging to take a break! Hope you’re having a great day. I stated mione at 5 a.m. on our bedroom floor when my equilibrium failed. All’s well now. DT
Oh, dear, Dick! We’re so sorry to hear this… though, as always, your phrasing
(“when my equilibrium failed”) makes us chuckle, as the situation does not. Let all our gyros keep us upright when we wish to be!
Today Felicia observed my crash moved the wood stove and put the stove pipe at an angle…