Posted on by Glenn Mower

Me and my absent client

Eight-thirty-two am

Orange candles and I

Wait within

My client’s absence.






Such expressed need last week





Have passed upon





More rivers of life experience





Hopefully.










I hold him, his essence





In my heart.










May he be well





May he be safe





May he be protected





May he be at peace.










Nine-oh-four am





Distant





Insistent city sirens





Crash into my absent clients time










and










The driver





The paramedic





The one in crisis





Their family and friends





Enter our session.










So many opportunities





To breathe in Amaan





To breathe out Light.










Nine-thirty am





My absent client





Parts from my heart





Payment due










My candle still burning





This city still turning










and










I sit still and wait.





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Fuming beyond


this zebra crossing dripping throng


this head down, striding long


Gortex sway of human form


as wiper blades scud and grate


across this screen that separates


my heart from spleen from


gentle grace of


worried lines on


brethren’s face.


 


And yet.


 


unknowingly still I bow, yes


beyond this dashboard reach


for conditioning air


this rain filled rage begins to clear


as Lightening weight accelerates


and soft green shoots now reappear.