Limping Home

          I had a limp

                  and you showed me how I could

      use it in my own dance

                I was mute

and you showed me how I could

                                 sing without making a sound

I was tired

     and you did not tell me

                                   to get up and get moving

you sat with me and didn’t say a word

     and so my spirit heard: 

take your time

                     rest when you’re tired

                                              we’re not in a hurry to get anywhere

we’re already here…

                  . . . and you showed me what you meant . . .

and I no longer felt tired

                                        because now I felt home.