I can feel it in my spine
It lays heavy upon my frame
familiar. full curves .
breasts.hips. legs . calves.
I carry it. uneven distribution,
inside- outside
heart loads
mind sags.
Force to overcome equal to mass of object.
Force equal to work.
Working upon body. thereby mind. henceforth disposition,
and that now which heart speaks out of.
Slowly, with time, with unnoticed increase in pressure
weighing.
subconscious. conscience.
Noticed now, body revolts to carrying.
heart shouts.
mind pleads against carrying alone.
The daily load. burden not light . yoke not easy.
And Father are you with me now?
When my hands do the work.
Mind does the figuring.
Thoughts does the worrying.
Created help mate, needs help, to lean upon, to share with man.human.
Comforting hands,
quiet words,
I then, now assured.
And am I weak?
yes. and amen.
No. and I will never be again.
Dueling sentiment rips through mind in response,
attempting to create force in equivalence to lift weight.
lift heart.
lift eyes.
fill spaces.
REPOSe.
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