In The Monastery of A Nice Day to Start Again
as if the sea rose
came up the two
front steps
covered the mat
foamed at the front door
sleep deposited its cargoes
love also
ebbed and flowed
set my naked body
next to yours
as I pillowed your head
beneath my chin
I danced
watching the mountains
out to the west
Billy Idol
belting
I danced
my crippled girl
and my other self
together
the mountain was not
just watching
it was dancing too
only its movements in time
imperceptible
Beautiful, Miriam. You carried me with you in tone and healing. A much needed nice day, to start again. Thank you.
This is exquisite, Miriam
Thank you all! I’ve been realizing how Billy Idol has actual advice for me.