Today I co-create the city, releasing
the cynicism that insists
I don’t matter. Look, every tiny
child knows their essential part
of this song. This thronging populace
has a rhythm and beat that can sweep
a country soul away from her center.
Settling in and embracing is a new
way to flirt with the stress–
so much energy, the waves pounding
and emotions flying in through the
aether. Once I would have reacted
until I eventually found a way through
or fell into the well of triggered
panic. Last night the full moon sang
a song of being fully present.
Today I know I am plugged
into the matrix, and what is in
formation is my word mattering,
as I enrich the world.