Being #2

Everything starts from a tiny movement inside—

so small even you might not have known it

if you hadn’t discovered how to listen within.

An embryo of thought, and it begins:

you’ve gone from dormant to ready to dance, you’re primed,

happy to go wherever the movement leads.

You flex, extend your being, locate its core,

explore its reach and rhythm, assert your freedom.

But skip that foetal stage, and you move false.

A cross-strung puppet, flung in a clodhopping waltz,

your life’s a parody. All you seek

is a place to put blame, ashamed you’ve blown it.

Who’s the judge of you? Who will you heed?

Start again, from a tiny movement inside.

© Simon Brod, 2022