JOURNEY

Now I can carry a bag
Am i well?
Once too weak to hold a purse
First, a small light blue ethnic bag
Gift from a friend
Over the shoulder, barely there.
A large, black trendier bag
Holding a book or too
Attending courses
Learning to live.
Even a small rucksack
Nights out to the theatre, drinks
Progress indeed!
Starting to hold others lives,
Their pain, their journeys, conversations, loves entwine
Weight gets heavier as luggage on wheels
A sleek black case with vanity attachment
Trips away, the House of Lords, Brighton, London
Work arrives, responsibility of others,
Deadlines, services to those requesting friendship,
Understanding
The world looms larger
Moving to a flat, central location
Tesco bags placed in grey shopping trolley
Or cotton canvas health store bags
Kinder to our planet, stuffed in pockets
Cooking provides nourishment for our souls
Take care of others, begin to neglect self
Life striving for direction.
Strain overloaded
Body and mind collapse
Let go of accumulation of baggage
Drop in to spaciousness
Free wheel
Calmness of sea lies wide and clear
Remember who I am
Perfect, delicate and free
Begin here, start again….
Now I can carry my lap top
Am I finally well?

Juliette Llewellyn
19/10/07