the wall had a face in it
and i saw that
the wall
was you
so i offered you my hand
work-worn and calloused
"take my hand" i said
and let it lead you
where it may
let's break apart
the wall of you
let's know the stories of the unlikeliness of me
let's know the stories of the unlikeliness of us
but those stories were too detailed
too tender
too loud
too exotic
too plain
too unlikely
too kind
too demanding
too old
too new
too hard to imagine
and so i became another possibility
and held much of
the entirety of myself
in check
in place
in side
in sight
and poured the clay of my self
into the brick-shaped frame
over
and over
and built a wall
with my face in it
the wall of me
i'm listening to steve shehan and nabil othmani as i write this
17 comments:
Stunning, Steven. The play on words and wall resonate for me with the music.
thankyou very much elisabeth! steven
I love this.
tess - i'm glad!! steven
I am blown away.
I know this, of course, but never, not ever had the languge to describe it perfectly.
Holy cow.
Thank you.
So sad.
As long as you don't build that wall completely around yourself steven, so that no-one can get in.
As long as you build that wall to face the face in the wall opposite.
This is a very lovely sequence of images.
There is an entire dictionary- words- more words- How you find just the right ones to put together like this and blow my mind entirely-- magic- astonishing! The header looks a lot like every day here...
Thank you- Thank you!
It is a constant cycle of breaking down and rebuilding. It's wonderful when we can find equanimity for a while.
I somehow found the breaking apart embarrassingly revealing written down so openly.
well, you're welcome of course reya. the question is . . . now what?! steven
lilith - yes. in so many ways. but being able to see relationships for this piece means there's a degree of objectivity that allows for moving on despite this!!! steven
weaver - i don't have enough time or interest to allow that wal to be built by me or anyone else. steven
good point friko - thanks for the perspective. steven
linda sue i thought of your facial and emotional expression when i popped that picture in place. i imagined you running screaming for the heat lamp!! thanks for yor kind words about my writing today. steven
butternut - in light of the current events in nepal i was saddened by the synchronicity of my breaking down walls as a metaphor with the very real tumbling down of walls that my nepalese brothers and sisters have endured. i'm sure you can forgive me for an unintended coincidence. steven
You have been doing some very fine Rumi-like work, Steven. I'm impressed by your understanding, and ability to express it.
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