back to reality

new day
new school
new me
tis a strange thing
this "ministry" caper
to start
i need to stop
to begin
i need to find the others ending
to companion others on their journey
i need to wait
silently and still
to speak
i need to earn the right
to be seen
i need to be around
but be only me
and not
the teacher educator type
i go through moments of bleakness
of despair n hand-wringing self doubt
but a smile for a girl you connect with
a nod of passing acceptance
from an older boy
and you feel
in some small way
to be making
some sort of progress
to teach them of the mystery
it to introduce them
to themselves
but if you don't know
yourself
then what hope do you have?
i am poet
musician
all time muttering grumbly artist
i am also
great cook
reader
thinker
and occasional
comic genius
explorer
lover
never fighter
parent
child
friend
here's where i start i think
be me
and let others in
then share
and move
forwards

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