my soul brews in preparation for something that could never be planned for. it stops to asks a million and one questions and just this once, it’s my mind who keeps it together. my mind who hushes the buzz sounding inside my body. who says, listen here dear, you’re feeling deep and wide, and melting intwone, but it’s no need for alarm. and then it’s these bones who say, listen here (hear) dear, i kept you walking all day, albeit slowly, and surely, and with a little something you’ve yet to understand. i’m the oldest, wisest and worn thing you could ever own. it’s time you let me lead.
- bodies, a love story