Corporality
All too briefly, all too unclear,
I barely shared the senses
of a scribe some centuries ago.
Yet, brief and unclear as it was,
it shook me.
It shakes me still.
He was a wise man, it seems,
and at some time young and prosperous,
but now he is dead and gone.
I momentarily joined him
on the hills, in the parks,
at the waters, in the woods;
I have been there too.
And an instant before my musing had ended
I was shaken.
My transient, youthful ease was shaken.
But I gave no ground
to the mortified spiral,
I might have, but I did not,
It has been some time since I did.
It drains me far too much.
23rd October 2000
Copyright © Lawrence Sharp | Year Posted 2018
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