10am massage on a work day
to counteract all the sitting
and running and lifting and
because I (gratefully) can
hip openers in yoga class
last weekend to help me
access emotions
sometimes suppressed
enough sleep
water
good nutrition
but beyond taking care
of the only body I’ll ever
have (in this lifetime) it’s also
this mental/emotional balance
no longer entertaining
any delusions of grandeur
or feeling like a piece of garbage
now I muddle through the middle
of these extremes, as happily and
as humbly as I can
accepting my relative unimportance
in the grand scheme of things
and yet knowing how very important
I am, to those who love me
knowing that what I do,
how I treat people (including
myself) matters
so, giving myself
gentle time
not just cliched
“Self-Care” but
something deeper
the power of
God, and keeping clean
and sober, working
like magic in my life,
for as many blessed
days as I have left
