Begin again. Shed skins. Weep to loosen the stiffness in my heart. Fight what seems right. Grip tight to what hasn’t worked in so so long. Stamping my feet in frustration on the Path.

Stuck just as I fall into surrender. Seems to happen as much as breathing.

Sweet One, whisper your vision in my dirty ear. Giggle as you point out my way. Soothe my restless soul.