Decrusted

A response to the poem ‘On Clothes’, by Kahlil Gibran (as featured on poem-a-day).

If the ‘wind longs to play with’ my ‘hair’, let it flatten rather than flick and fly with all

that is split with it.

And, if ‘the earth delights to feel’ my ‘bare feet’, let it pumice and pummel all

of the crusty bits.

If the earth and the wind can sort me out, let it rip,

freely and unfettered, until, once again, I can

just be.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019

All quoted phrases from ‘On Clothes’ by Kahlil Gibran.

Image by Richard Duijnstee from Pixabay