Homecoming Waltz, a Poem (audio)

You will receive a 2 minute 24 second MP3 recording of an oral delivery of this poem:

Homecoming Waltz

by Cheryl Anne Ruebner

what if we give up the desperate fight?

what if we let the day rest at the night?

what if we mourned the loss of our pain?

what if we let lies and strain down the drain?

what if we called on our shadows to dance?

what if we made our worlds with our hands?

what if we trusted Most High with our stakes?

the high ones, the low ones, the woodens we break?

In most of our time that we choose the wrong rhymes

we cry and we scream over waste and decline

identities woven 'round pictures of preening

we spend so much time oversculpting and screening

that we don't even notice we're bleeding out bleeding

oh, life force gets siphoned in so many ways

gets stolen and swollen on y-ending days

if we forget to cover our bases with care

prioritize job chase o'er tending our hair

it's recommended to start at our home, so they say

so why do we throw our heart's home straight away?

for beliefs about shouldas, and couldas, and woulds

when we have all we need in our own neighborhoods?

even wanderers and nomads have homes nightly, you see

wherever heads lay is where the soul moves to pray

if we go down the chakras to the root we will find

it's to trust the body, the soles, not the mind.