June 21st 2012
It has been awhile since I have sat down to write about anything, let alone a poem. I have been caught up in the mundane as so many of us often do get caught up. Living our lives for the time when we get off work. So a while ago back in November I was given a project by a mentor to write about surrender. I spent weeks trying to find the words to write about this concept that is so fluid and lacking in structure. I struggled with it, and though about it and finally today, I feel I have found a way to describe surrender in the way that my heart knows how.
I wish to talk of surrender
But as my lips part to speak...the concept grows larger than my mouth.
it break my teeth as I try to form it into shape to make meaning.
I reach into my mouth with deft fingers and pull at the words...but my fingers grow fatigued for the words are like lead and grow more resistant with each pull. Slippery and like quicksand my fingers sink into it rather than around it.
Finally, I drop my hands, fingers exhausted, muscles cramping and I take a long slow breathe.
...And there...the BREATHE...it releases me and my jaw drops with the word of surrender flowing from my lips...free.