Just Get On With It.
I want everything.
I want the Moon and the Sun.
I want to drown in my tears.
I want to feel the wind and rain start, and still stay outside.
I want to blunder my way through to every soft part of my soul.
I want a thought that is beyond everything I know, and that I don’t try to think of.
I want to soften my skin so the truth can soak in.
I want to be right here; as and where and who I am.
I want to tip myself out and see the strength in my own soft self.
I want to be hungry, tired, lost.
I want to be awake in the night.
I want to hear noises and voices that have no explanation.
I want to know things in my bones.
I want to become part of the beach, the paddock, the water-hole.
I do not want to ‘just get on with it’
And lose my own precious self
And the things that might be.