Reset

In the midst of combat

Off-balance, off-

Beat, tense, winded

Blown

I stumbled on

A reservoir of calm

Secret, hidden

Banked from aimless hours spent

A cabin by the lake

A rock, baked in the sun

A cat-warmed bed

Wasted time, it seems was

Not so wasted after all

That dousing triggered me to

Disconnect

Detach

Detox

Glory, just like that

Breath steadied, shoulder slacked

Feet fell into patterned certitude

Three touches

Bim bam boom

Go figure

How can I find that puddled quietude again?

Short of being drenched in memory

What can bring me

Back to earth?

Maybe nothing-I’d better blaze the path to my new

Swimming hole, my

Private pool of peace

The better to do battle

Photo by Dan Belton (No Badger Cull) on Flckr