one compassionate step
at a time
i barely move

write and remember
you can meet a member
nearest to your heart

or you imagine that
and you must be the widest
because the time had the thought

try and remember
your heart will not forget
it does not also forgive

you as you may do a fault
make him wide
from his love, he meets

as you always say
the time stops at my way

Saving Me From Myself

I pray for this, I pray for that
And wonder why I never get
Or haven’t got
The goals I set.
Suddenly in one great burst
One leap,
Gone is the thirst
And I feel cheap,
See the task before my eyes -
It’s just to bask, not analyze.

I’m getting everything I need,
The rest irrelevant indeed,
And full of greed and ignorance,
Requests of inborn arrogance,
Destructive if un-timed.

Instead I should be thanking It
For waiting until I’ve been primed
For It, and saving me
From everything
Unscheduled my self.

Saving Me From Myself 5.14.2000 Pure Nakedness; To The Child Mystic; Arlene Corwin