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Today is
the morning after
Yom Kippur.
I find it hard to
put food in my mouth.

I woke with
a subtle headache,
undoubtedly from
going without
coffee for 48 hours,
and though I’ve
made myself a cup,
I don’t really want
to drink it.

I want to go outside
and drink in
the wide silence,
to be with
the earth.

On the radio
Joanna Macy is
reading Rilke to me,
reminding me
to remember
the beauty
of this world…

“World is lover,
world is self;
it’s okay for our
hearts to be broken
over the world…”

For this
I’ve needed
for I am just
a foolish woman
over the world…