Lightness and heaviness
A dad has levels of touch
Strong dad as heavy as a bull
Gentle dad as light as a kitten
To know when to use each
Is a lesson to learn.
The heart shows the level
To be careful around the little
Life that depends on dad.
There’s a time for each.
Changing the diaper
Moving the couch
Does not require the same touch.
The physical force may vary
But the power does not differ.
A river is trying to flow, I feel it from within
I sit in attention, to witness it in
This energy, I’m not sure if it’s free
Where it’s going, we’re here to see.
This energy is very stubborn in the way it sits
In my head it’s bulging, where it barely fits
It’s trying to burst or flow somewhere
What I need is a plumber to fix it’s share.
As I sit and feel it has a pulsing of its own,
Like a frequency that is not well known,
It doesn’t have the same rhythm as my heart,
As it’s beating to the tune of its own part.
I don’t know where to take it from here,
Do I just feel it, and acknowledge it exists?
From my past I know the key isn’t to resist,
For now this energy in my head will stubbornly persist.
