Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Nine of Vessels

Those moments of self-knowing can
Be full of pleasure and indulgence...
When I realize that the most precious
Vessel I have is this body, for it allows
The enjoyment and use of all the others.
If I were to float above it with orders
To leave, then I would understand all
The petty criticisms I endured from my
Own mouth were absurd to the extent
Of cruelty and the need to feel points
Pain unnecessary. I love this container
Finally, upon this threat and understand
Its imperfections are in fact perfection
Embodied, unique and sensually a delight.

copyright (c) 2011 Amanda Morris Johnson

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