My Calling
This
This is my Calling
Call in
Call out
On call
This is living
Looking at your belly button and seeing your umbilical holding you back in creature comforts
It was your lifeline when you were drowning
But Mistaking someone's drives and desires for your own
Is like A Vampire staring at no reflection, no one looking back
And now you've found a new lifeline just as you were drowning again
Living half-hearted
I was not present for so long
I was unconscious for so long
A ghost haunting the halls of a seashell left on the seashore unsold
I longshore drifted through time
I overfed at the bottomless brunch
And drank from the bottomless spring
The tap that pours and pours
That wasn't as infinite as once thought
But what it was pouring
Was black tar from the void that rats bored in my chest
I poured out so much
I was living in a peat bog
With no core
So I wasn't sure if life was living any more
Because I had no life
I was only reminding myself
I existed when my bodily functions functioned
But you know what
Mountains are living beings
Living eyes closed, unblinking
They are a compass too
A compass pointing up, opposite of the ground
In the breeze, in the storms, in all terrain
This is our Universality
I am the Weather
I am also weathered and I remain standing
And you were my compass
I found you like a sunflower in the road
You symbolise love at first sight
And so it was at first word
And will be at last
I'm in love with the human condition and I'm ravenous
This is matrimony and I say I do
Come stand with me, join me
Singing in my Medley
Now when I look in the mirror
I know today is going to be as sunny as your smile
I see the good in me
I see the good enough in me
It is as natural as the leaves
That fall in autumn
Proud enough to say I'm proud of you
We bring the internal to the external and we do it even when we're feeling infernal
We are radical empathisers
We un-label
We accept
And if I light up even one soul
Then I have done more than can be said for us all
Will there ever be a day I reach the pinnacle
From having committed myself wholeheartedly
So much that it's used my whole body, my whole heart completely
And I can't even remember the person I was when I started
If it's one thing, I've learned so far itβs that
I am not a poet
I poet
I poem
I storytell
I am doing not labelling
I am Verb
I am living
I am actively living
And this, this is my calling
Otherwise I swear to god if I end up
Like another sheep to be sheared of its creativity
When my heart is full of so much lividity
That'll be the end of me
I think it's time I give myself a shot
Otherwise I'll end up as another pea in the pod
Making a miniscule impact, pee wee
Living life like a hermit crab,
Just another pebble on the seashore
Longshore adrift