mansion

The heart is a many-splendored mansion.

Many, many doors – a thousand at least, maybe more.

the sewing room: when you have to stitch back your sensibilities

the pride room: when you surpass your wildest expectations and abilities

the shock room: where you can absorb the News…you know – the
BAD NEWS
GOOD NEWS
EARTH SHATTERING NEWS
LIFE CHANGING NEWS

the impulse room: where you stand when you spontaneously give
a piece of yourself
a few of your dollars
a bit of your time

the slippery room: where you lounge with another when your
legs are spread
head thrown back
eyes rolled back
reveling in pure sensation

the bravery room: when your choices are not popular but your intent is pure

The heart is an intricate, many-splendored mansion.

Mine underwent some recent renovations…
expansions.

I had to add an oubliette
for those times when I met
with the threat of an emotional
tornado
tsunami
earthquake

…the kind that destroys humble little cottages and mansions
those times were
bundled up
gathered
shoved
into the little trap door.

The mansion is safe,
as I sit in the room
where I don’t worry anymore.

 

 

28July2017