Inside Out
I was taken aback, when
joining a fitness club, at
the history of my body: a
rib removed, torn ligaments
in an ankle, torn muscle in a
knee, torn meniscus in the
other, arthritic thumbs, a
skull bone worn thin
by a tumor.
At first, I felt battered,
but smiled to realize that
I stand like a small cliff
worn full of holes in which
stray birds nest and I wake
with the dreams they have
while resting in me.
Each question carried
for a lifetime opens
like a hole worn in stone
through which the wind
finally sings.
A Question to Walk With: Begin to describe
the history of your own body and how life
has shaped you.
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