In the process of writing a book
full of words which
the nuns in the convent
taught me many years back
lessons which I forgot then,
but are surprisingly fresh now
I think of the words
of loyalty, responsibility, commitment
heavy words and to lessen the sombreness of the words
I smile
my muscles stretch in directions unexplored
and so I stop smiling
and go back to the thinking
and now it becomes clear why I forgot all those lessons then
because I would have to live those words
each second, each moment, each hour, each day
and when , blasphemy, I dared to turn away
from those heavy words
brought back like an errant child
I am writing a book
of words lived
full of words which
the nuns in the convent
taught me many years back
lessons which I forgot then,
but are surprisingly fresh now
I think of the words
of loyalty, responsibility, commitment
heavy words and to lessen the sombreness of the words
I smile
my muscles stretch in directions unexplored
and so I stop smiling
and go back to the thinking
and now it becomes clear why I forgot all those lessons then
because I would have to live those words
each second, each moment, each hour, each day
and when , blasphemy, I dared to turn away
from those heavy words
brought back like an errant child
I am writing a book
of words lived