Sept 29: Day 1 of my fast, day 946 of our chain.
It is a busy time for me at work, and just while I think I’ve found my groove, there is an aging relative who needs urgent help, and at the end of hard days like this, I feel small and useless against the wheels of time…
Moods like this are fertile grounds for poetry, and this is what mine produced today (I call it ‘Compass’):
My fear of disagreement, my need to be liked,
My need to look good, my dread of a slight,
What if no one cared for me, insignificant as a mite,
What if I lost all I had to those who could delight?
Distracted by compulsions, I can’t see the light
I do what is easy because I can’t tell what is right.
But then I remember, the little child I used to be ,
Unafraid and unfettered, I couldn’t tell you from me,
Unschooled and unknowing, bundle of curiosity,
Unhindered by made-up rules, the child was born free,
That child is my compass, whose clear eyes can see,
Beyond the decadence of time and age, truth waits patiently.
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