Monday, January 12, 2009

Strength?

My Animus is in control,
Where is the gentle, the soft, the secret, the still...?
Buried in the process of doing instead of just being...
Tonight I watched a foot-long earth worm inch it's way across the pavement.
I picked it up and put in back amongst the plants and the soil,
Just like I used to when I was nine.
Because it mattered...