Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Stillness

The tentacles of stillness wrap me tight

It grows around me like a cocoon

My heart beats faster with painful efforts to look out

Promises to be kept, deadlines to scale and agendas galore calling out to me.


I slid my hand around those walls

And learned to enjoy the sweet taste of stillness

Oh why do I even think that I make things happen?

When I can’t even take my next breath if chance had a different plan

Everything blurs out to oblivion

And I try to mend myself in the warmth of stillness.


Like a caterpillar we scurry around

With thoughts on walls scaled and obstacles crossed

But it is this moment of waiting and knowing

That brings out the colors

It is this moment of stillness and humility

That brings out the wings.

Mugilan and Venmathi

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