As I Go About My Business
AS I GO ABOUT MY BUSINESS
As I go about my business, dazed by
The stultifying immediacy of it all,
How can I reach out to what I once had
Before the great sadness overwhelmed me
In its grey cloud? Do I wait patiently,
Trusting the morning sun will melt
The frozen wastes, covering the truth
Of my natural landscape? I believe I have
No choice but to linger in the foothills,
As I relearn the ways of inner peace
In the cold frame of inexorable time.
I have my hands tight-fisted to protect myself;
Perhaps I need to open them out
To new possibilities where I can see
That kindness easily draws within,
Embracing the broken heart,
And shows that love can be rekindled.
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