And now there are deep tire marks and an old TV thrown
into my pond.
Every time I come to you, you cry for help.
What am I doing?
Nothing but wishing this obstacle away.
“Effort, tell me about effort”
When did I start giving up?
A long, long time ago.
Too many years to say but it hit a
point where null became acceptable.
But truth be told it was never acceptable
Yet it felt
like it was the only thing I was able to do.
Life had ended so many times.
Why does my shadow face me when my back is to the sun?
Why
do the leaves of summer drop to the ground today?
Why is this withering vine facing me now?
Spring has long left and summer a distant memory.
Leaves of brown, chilly breezes
A rustling animal in the woods is preparing for winter,
preparing for winter.
I will get that abandoned TV out of our pond NOW.
The waters have
receded and I know I can reach it.
Yes, I just removed it!
But questions remain
“Where should I put it? Is it too
heavy to carry it to the curb? Do I feel too uncomfortable doing so? Will someone
else take it away if I leave it out in a prevalent place?”
“Try... do what I can.”
It is time for me to meditate and hopefully find some
answers
or just peace of mind.
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