The Reckoning

I followed my career past all points
of endurance until my body’s
signals turned to
and then shut down.

The Almighty Dollar disappeared
along with happiness.
I lurked in the cobwebs
of angst and poverty
in pain
split in two.

The healing path finally
brings me to this meadow
of witch-intuition
and body awareness
feelings to
and resonate.

I follow my heart
and so
I respect the briar patch,
no more thrusting through.
I’m water flowing
whole and clean.

My body’s infinitesimally
slow repair
illuminating the beliefs
that hurled me over
that precipice
finally broken,
and I can choose.

I am woman,
the masculine-led race
morals and ethics
in the sheer gleeful pursuit
of wealth
makes me sick.

Written for the #OctPoWriMo Day 28 prompt: Split in two, and inspired by prioritize, cobweb, angst, charge, and meadow.


Published by

Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

One thought on “The Reckoning”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s