It has been years, but we are assigned the same co-teaching class again. Echoes of past trauma arise, and with them the familiar tension and gut cramping.
But I am not the same as I was, then. I can practice relational Tai Chi. I am water.
It’s time to flow.
no discouragement
even experiencing
unfortunate news
take one breath, then another
and stay in the moment
#tanka #micropoetry #poetry
for 19th September 2020 prompt: Gerry Muse #225 (occasional tanka prose): There’s No Discouragement
Reena Saxena 