I would make room for truth
to quicken me, and laziness
and anger would lose the reins.
my dreams would be pure
and my sense of justice would never be offended.
when the bank account ran out
and tension forked into my throat and
the trees have lost their glory, then I
would be humbled and know the way
is to let go.
my death-wish would be
but a small ripple in my soup,
and all my passions would be holy.
the bitter wrinkle would
not distort my face and forgiveness would
be part of my unconscious nature.
when the toilet floods I would laugh
and I would be grateful for the great loves I have.
there would be no fear of doing good
and I would kiss the faces of my enemies with pleasure
and with quiet wonder.
Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Stay Weird and Keep Writing Publishing” June 2017
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