The Boat of My Body
to the wonders of living.
Let me cease resisting.
No more No’s.
I swear I will float
on the current that’s current.
I’m worn out from holding back.
I swear I will flow.
All I want is to be carried,
to give over
and simply notice
every little miracle.
I’ll lie down
In the boat of my body,
and let the river
take me onwards.
I’ll repose
and see where the river goes
see what life wants with me.
I yield, I yield
to the miracles,
and the wonders.
Yee-Ha, I’m yelling Yes
in the perfectly imperfect stream.
©Susa Silvermarie 2022
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