The enervation of healing leaves me flattened
My energy level drains as fast as an iPhone battery
So now I take naps
I rest
Each small chore a triumph
I battle ennui
With slow motion moves
I breathe, feeling my lungs inflate
I listen to the unnerving click of the mechanical valve
Only I can hear
I watch trees grow
I listen to the murmur of eroding rocks
I slowtune my thoughts into ponderous beasts
I release the hummingbirds that used to populate my brain
I send messages to the bruised bone that is wired together in my chest
Fuse, I tell it
I feel muscles and flesh tugging tightly
With each twist or pull
I feel the inanimate object buried in my heart
I wonder if it will change my feelings
Or reduce the impact of love’s vicissitudes
Unlikely, since the heart is just a pump
Unlikely, given love’s absence in my life
So I wait
Listening to my cells transform from torn to together
I wait
Patiently
Because I’m a good patient
My impulses to rush fall aside
I learn to mistrust anything quick
I learn to embrace slow and measured steps
I listen to the universe
As I heal
Slowly
David Trudel © 2013
this is brilliant, beautiful… ah i know the feeling so well. Thank you for sharing this
Thank you so much!