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Sadly, a bad fall in 2012 has left me with a mobility problem, and being diagnosed with prostate cancer the same year hasn't helped, but I get out and about with my trusty walking stick as much as I can, take each day as it comes and try to keep looking on the bright(er) side of life. Many of my poems reflect the need to nurture a positive-thinking mindset whatever life throws at us.

Monday, 10 February 2020

Making Peace with Mind-Body-Spirit

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Love does not always work out for us as we had hoped, but it can take a long time to fade if, indeed, it ever does.

Now, it well may be that love is a win or lose affair, but for any loser it is very real at the time; mind-body-spirit needs must make its peace with it - and all those concerned -  if we can hope to move on, whatever our socio-cultural-religious background.

MAKING PEACE WITH MIND-BODY-SPIRIT

I could  feel it licking at my heels
with every step I took;
it cast a feisty shadow every time
I chanced a look,
making me feel like a missing page
in my own history book

One day I waited, let it catch me up
then moved in,
seized it by the scruff of the neck,
and demanded it explain;
it wrestled me to the ground, left me
writhing in pain

I staggered after summer, still reeling
from its blow,
grabbed it by the hand, insisted I had
a right to know;
it laughed in my face, warned me not
to follow, or else...

Ah, but follow I did, down blind alleys
into a shady corner;
we glared at each other, sworn enemies
(forever...?)
but finally trapping jealousy, my shadow,
and love, my stalker

It was now or never. Grateful for a choice,
we made our peace,
and time since has been more than kind
to us. Though long ago,
that summer’s rogue flames still
a timely warning...

Copyright R. N. Taber 2010; 2019

[Note: A slightly different version of this poem appears under the title 'Making Peace with Love'  in On the Battlefields of Love by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2010.]



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