Unwind
I am a human
of mere flesh and blood
with a consciousness expanding
like a gorgeous dam flood.
I wake up each day alone on the couch
and wonder and ponder what today will I vouch.
I sit up and think of being alone
and feel very much like a mechanical drone.
I'll open the screen to listen to sounds
of music and sacred knowledge that abounds
my mind to believe that being alone
is just something I have to condone.
I've let go of so much, but I have to recount
the experience with him in order to surmount
to such a degree that my mind may unwind
and become newly and integrally designed.
I don't know him and yet I do.
It's a dissociation thing I am going through.
I cannot sing "I'm sorry for this"
because "this" is just "that"
only to which
is a lesson discerned
and a lesson learned
and no "I'm sorries" are needed
because me has superseded
the Selfish "I" who impeded
progress of our own.
But now that progress is only mine
left to align with the Divine.
Copyright © Michelle Haas | Year Posted 2011
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