It’s a trap
This dance you do
The struggle
subtly seduces you
catches you,
hook,
line
and sinker.

You twist and tango with your soul’s
Wildfire delight
You take two steps backward
And you loop round again
and again.

When
will
It
end

When will you release
and receive
Your heart’s truth?

Bring it,  
Fall forward
And repeat.

No one’s evening listening
And still you retreat.

It’s a viscous ravishing of life’s wondrous feast,
in and over and on itself,
You starve,
And you crave,
And you want more of what you don’t have.

And then the mirror reveals,
That the more is already
You just want it closer

And

That
is where it lands.

The step you must take isn’t a step forward,
Nor a step back
At all

It’s an allowing