lifting up rocks
I’ve gotten to a stage in my life
where the dark currents below my awareness
leak more and more into my consciousness,
particularly in the middle of the night,
at night it’s like there’s a little boy in me
who just has to lift up rocks
to see what’s underneath,
and then my dreamscape shudders with what is released,
when I can clearly see what slithers out and forth,
I cannot compartmentalize very well,
I cannot wall off doubts and fears,
and so far I can ride their bucking
until I’m back in control,
I imagine it’s like a rider and the horse,
if you can know who you’re riding,
you two can work together
and find the way forward.
by Henry H. Walker
November 13, ‘15
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