Upon awakening
I realize I am no longer in my sacred place.
My body feels heavy.
My heart aches.
My mind is not clear.
I feel tired,
worn, old.
Reality spits in my face.
I struggle to close my eyes and
slip back into my dream,
my refuge,
my distorted reality,
where my heart is free
and my spirit dances.
–
© Shelli Carlisle 2009