Bull’s-eye: Centre Stage

Ten days of back pain,
What an ordeal,
But what a chance to practice
With all my methods.

Today’s a little better (so far),
What a relief,
But I’m keeping up my vigilance
For the next development.

There’s something else
Coming at me from somewhere
I hope I can be ready;
All I can do is prepare.

I’m dancing on air
From this bit of ease,
But clinging will sink me.
How can I release?

It’s so difficult to realize
This peace is temporary,
But it’s the key to my progress
To give up this fantasy.

I’m reluctant to look
Outside this dream,
To perceive the reality
Of perpetual fragility.

I don’t want to let go
Of this warm feeling.
When I see it leave
I will likely grieve.

There’s so much to mourn
On this lengthy journey.
At every turn I take
There’s another goodbye to make.