
that That
that song that keeps playing in my head
that retort I wish I never said
that money I wasted on a dress
that time you asked but I did not say yes
that photo I never got to take
that mistep I refused to make
that jealousy I fought so hard to erase
that that creeps into a deeper place
that longing I cannot control
that rant when I am on a roll
that day I gave up to work instead of play
that day I gave into shadow’s way
that I know I’ll do it all again
that unruly energy I now call friend
that chaos is another path taken
that that leads to gifts starting to awaken
that I can now face the pain
that unruly energy called passion stands to gain
that we so often mislabel what is truly in our hearts
that is that sum of all its wondrous parts
ag ~ 2012
with gratitude…
inspired by ~
Vicky…on November’s full moon
What Was Told, That by Rumi
translated by Coleman Barks
So too, all the stops by R. Corman