Prescription for the Disillusioned
Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry. Yes, indeed.
– Mary Oliver
In light of “how you respond to stressful times,” the timely wisdom of Rebecca del Rio:
PRESCRIPTION FOR THE DISILLUSIONED
By Rebecca del Rio
Come new to this
day. Remove the rigid
overcoat of experience,
the notion of knowing,
the beliefs that could your vision.
Leave behind the stories
of your life. Spit out the
sour taste of unmet expectation.
Let the stale scent of what-ifs
waft back into the swamp
of your useless fears.
Arrive curious, without the armor
of certainty, the plans and planned
results of the life you’ve imagined.
Live the life that chooses you, new
every breath, every blink of
your astonished eyes
[from Prescription for the Disillusioned, December 2017]