Inhabiting My Own Skin

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I've spent so much time living in my head

Lost in thought, my mind wandering astray

And in my heart, where emotions once led

The course of my life, I let fear hold sway

But what of my body, this vessel of mine

That carries me through each day and night?

It's been pushed aside, ignored and declined

As I've chased elusive goals left and right

I've neglected its signals, its aches and pains

Thinking I could just push through the strain

But the cost has been great, and now remains

A body that's weary, weak and wane

The weight of my worries, it bears alone

Tensions and stress, it absorbs like a sponge

And I wonder why I feel so alone

When I've pushed my own body out of the plunge

I yearn to reconnect, to feel alive

To savor each moment, to embrace the now

But that takes more than just a passive drive

It requires a commitment, to take a bow

To listen to my body, to care and tend

To nourish it with the things that it needs

To let go of the past, to not pretend

That living in my head is all that it feeds

I need to move, to stretch and to grow

To dance, to run, to feel my pulse race

To push past the fears that held me in tow

And embrace the strength that lies in this space

For just as the mind needs its own release

The body too, craves its own sense of flow

And it's when the two work in harmony, at peace

That true fulfillment, we get to know

I'll step out of my head and into my skin

To inhabit this body like I never have before

To embrace each moment, to let my soul spin

And know that life is meant to be so much more

I'll listen to the beat of my heart, and let it guide

Take care of myself with each step and each breath

And in my body's wisdom, I'll learn to confide

Trust in its journey, and let my spirit be blessed

For we are all meant to live a life that's true

Inhabiting our own skin, with grace and ease

And it's when we do, that we get to renew

Our sense of purpose, and live a life that's free.

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