Domicile: Embracing the Flow

Frustrated and fatigued,
Too worn out to achieve,
Lay down on the bed
Looking at my sciatica and back pain instead.

Then, considered what to do,
Wondered how to encourage
A sense of well being to ensue;
A cry, a moan and a sigh arose,

An outpouring of sounds,
From shrieks to groans and howls
Split the air,
Gradually resolving into a familiar rhythm,

‘Twas scat,
Imagine that!
Don’t think I’ve ever
Done that before,

‘I ought to cut a CD,’
Came forth,
What a funky rhythm!
How did that get in?

Along with bodily movements
That rippled through,
Accompanying these vocal contortions
And resulting in fascinating vibrations;

Yet at the end
The discomfort still registered
But the energy flowing
Enabled me to get my exercises going,

A body massage
For every part
That brought delight
To the heart.