SELF-AWARENESS | MINDFULNESS

Hurl Me Far

A poem that asks to be hurled somewhere, never to return, lest I get my act together

Image by mollyroselee from Pixabay

Aye
Rid me
Finally
Of all fancy
In recitations
To go visit the moon
Send those more learned, more gifted
Pray I instead: make me evolve
Rooted, sharpened, attuned with the earth
Grant me wisdom to know how to do it
With what I…