Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 14, 2017

Settled Surely~by Nurse Kelly


 

 

Settled Surely

field

Day tips into darkness.

And I am working.

And I am happy.

Like an obsession I pour sweet elixir.

My life as liquid runs.

The well is deep.

The ink is black.

Because compassion doesn’t do shades of gray.

I drip on this screen.

Release in the words.

Little left to bleed after staring into eyes

more hopeless than I’ve ever seen.

Sometimes I wish I didn’t live my life overlooking the lines,

disconnected yet connected so deeply,

I get consumed.

Looking, seeing, existing, being

in moments when the light is switched off.

Dark.

 And I cannot see.

But someone else can.

Because I gave it to them.

Because that is WHO I AM.

And —

I would choose that choice over and over again.

No matter the dark.

No matter the black.

Yes.

My life runs.

Through vibrant fields of lavender.

~

“Put down the needle, put down the spoon.” ~ Prince

Tragic irony.

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