seeping fluids,
creeping
through the point of aching,
weeping--
clutching to the high rock's face,
immobilized
my courage breaks.
Sweat eeks out upon my brow,
my vision blurred by tears
I bow
before the task ahead.
Trusting friends
and ropes and trees,
words of encouragement
prod shaking knees
to relax, to move upward
to conquer degrees
of tight, neat, logical
categories.
Giving in to the magic of heart,
to energy flow
that pushes beyond
the stuck feeling
that is so overwhelming.
I hear a blythe bird sing.
Frustration subsides.
I move forward by courage
that seems to reside
in this moment of silence--
a quiet let go
of mind's limits and lines.
Heart shakes my fear
and in trust redefines
my capacity to feel
the love at the crux
of my need to be "real"
and scale stone.
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