

once i was hungry.
often.
i was looking for something in my pantry to satisify.
something in my fridge.
something handed to me through a window.
this morning i felt that.
i opened some hidden valentine's treats.
i ate one.
and was still hungry.
i ate another.
and was still hungry.
and then i stopped.
i recognized what i could not see before.
craving.
with no satisfaction.
i stopped.
and created something i knew would satisfy me.
something to fill me.
i celebrated it.
initiated an over-sized goblet.
recorded it.
to remind me,
of cravings
and of satisfaction.
i drank.
holding with two hands.
i saw the mountains through the glass as i raised it up.
i washed my glass.
and then saw
what was left of the picture.
choice.
once i learned i had a choice.
to change.
to create.
to let go.
to raise my glass.
and be filled.
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