Growing Motions
author’s note:
I’m not finished zinging.
GROWING MOTIONS
When I look back at my path…
I see much exuberant energy spent
spinning in a dizzy frenzy
as I zinged in zigs and zags
with little measurable gain
to prove the value of those motions.
So to ease self-doubt
I keep repeating to myself:
because of that chaos
I can write about
the pain of being tangled and lost--
I can provide
an empathic mirror
to those confused by a road
that goes here and there
without seeming to lead anywhere.
Well, okay, but
I want to do more
than tell them of a problem
they already know--
how can I offer hope?
Maybe my insight will eventually
sharpen enough
for me to perceive the designs hidden
in lives with wild lines.
But for now
I can only talk of what I’ve seen
and that is:
many many old vines
with torturous twists
and switchbacks--
quite a gnarly mess, they seem
and yet, those vines grew strong
because they struggled to climb.
How dare we condemn ourselves
for spinning in a dizzy frenzy
and zigging and zagging as we zinged
if while making those mad motions
we kept on striving to grow.
© 2020, Michael R. Patton
youtube channel
I’m not finished zinging.
GROWING MOTIONS
When I look back at my path…
I see much exuberant energy spent
spinning in a dizzy frenzy
as I zinged in zigs and zags
with little measurable gain
to prove the value of those motions.
So to ease self-doubt
I keep repeating to myself:
because of that chaos
I can write about
the pain of being tangled and lost--
I can provide
an empathic mirror
to those confused by a road
that goes here and there
without seeming to lead anywhere.
Well, okay, but
I want to do more
than tell them of a problem
they already know--
how can I offer hope?
Maybe my insight will eventually
sharpen enough
for me to perceive the designs hidden
in lives with wild lines.
But for now
I can only talk of what I’ve seen
and that is:
many many old vines
with torturous twists
and switchbacks--
quite a gnarly mess, they seem
and yet, those vines grew strong
because they struggled to climb.
How dare we condemn ourselves
for spinning in a dizzy frenzy
and zigging and zagging as we zinged
if while making those mad motions
we kept on striving to grow.
© 2020, Michael R. Patton
youtube channel
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