“The oak sloughs
its dead weight:
born again. Perhaps I also
can wring my heart
to bloom anew.”
With the new year upon us, I can’t think of a more appropriately timed tanka for this series. The universe knew I would need to be reminded of this lesson at just this time.
I have many changes ahead of me in January: new job title, new apartment, newly single (again).
It is all dead weight sloughed.
It is all to wring my heart. It is all for the purpose of blooming anew.