Relief is a cloak
Thrown on the ground before you
jump into the lake.
Alright if I must.
All day, everyday we hold these things on top of our mind: Appointments, responsibilities, assignments, obligations. We have to do them and they fill us up covering our thoughts like a cloak that separates us from the deeper part of ourselves.
When we are worried, the cloak is even larger and thicker. “Did you make the appointment?” “He needs that or he won’t graduate.” “Oh God! I forgot to register the car.”
When something very important comes through this barrier, “Guess what, he’s been accepted to the college of his choice with a full scholarship!”
Then, all of these obligations and fears pass away for a time.
Imagine wearing a large, heavy cloak that reaches the ground on a hot summer’s afternoon. You walk barefoot through the trees, crunching the branches beneath your feet. The cloak is pulled by twigs. You push through the scratchy bushes, and there is a lake spreading out open before you. You walk across the wooden planks, the sweat rolling down your brow and chest under the cloak, and then you realize that you don’t need the cloak anymore.
You open your arms and it slides to the ground. Then you smile and make a leap.
This poem is set the moment the person is in the air, about to touch the cooling water and get relief from the heat. Already relieved from the heavy burden of the cloak, there is a moment of freedom, a brief moment of happiness and expectation of good things to come.
I meant that….only briefer.
Jump into the lake doesn’t make sense to me…I think I need this little poem explained!
The keywords are usually part of the poem for me. They restate the theme. In this one, there is only one keyword. “nothing”. This represents that I don’t have any thoughts or worries. Nothing that I have to be thinking of at the moment, not even a keyword.
Alas if only that feeling would return. I have the cloak back on now and am walking to the house.
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