Trepidatious Welcome (aka Baring Gifts)

 

History prepares me

To welcome the Monster at my gate

 

To treat him kindly

To not look away

No matter how gruesome

He appears to me

 

How rudely he barges in

Uninvited and                yet

Not totally unexpected

Though I shunned him    overwhelmingly

 

After all, he is no fun

You see

 

I felt his presence pounding

At my door

His cold breath

Licking up my neck

 

In this moment

I am steeled

Or so     I seem

 

To greet him

Offer     tea

 

After all

He is  my Guru

My Sensei

My Teacher

 

Glory be

 

I am here to learn           again

Whatever for

 

This Life has

Given 

unto me

………………………………………………………

Inspiritu: COVID19.

The classroom is enormous this time around.

BECCA LAVIN is a massage therapist. She is a somewhat mature human consumed with childish glee when surrounded by the arts—visual, tactile, messy, human arts. She is a lover of the written word, the spoken word, the sung word, and small visual delights brought into focus or, purposefully, out.

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