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Within my soul
I feel
A stirring.
Or
An itch
If you prefer.
Calling out
In a language
I don't fully understand.
But
It feels
So familiar.
As If
I have heard it
Being spoken
Before.
In a distant dream
Or long forgotten memory
From my childhood.
Teasing me
With its familiarity.
As it rolls
Around my head
Driving me
Insane.
Leading me
In an unknown direction
That only
It knows.
Don't feel
Any sense of malice
Or darkness
From it.
Beyond
My frustration
Of being led
Blindly.
Wondering
If I shall ever learn
What this message
Is being offered
To me.
As I have
Little to no patience
For jigsaw puzzles
Like this.
As this thought
Floats
Through my mind:
"Patience
Grasshopper
Patience."
Making me
Want to clench
My teeth
In frustration.
Knowing
Full well
Only time
Can provide
Those answers
I seek.
Therisa © 2016
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: Am just old enough, to remember watch Kung Fu, in reruns, as a child, which the quote: "Patience, Grasshopper, Patience", is taken from.
2 comments:
To have patience is an important lesson. You have time!
(I added your blog to the Poets United blog roll. You will now see it on the right hand side of the page. It will be updated whenever you write another poem.)
Thank you, Mary, for your kind gesture. Patience, the one word that all transsexual learn, when they start their transitioning. Especially, in having to deal, with their changing bodies and the various hoops, we have to dance through to get approval for SRS.
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