I could walk a few steps out my front door.
I know the sunshine would greet me, embrace me,
spread his soft warm blanket around my cold hunched body.

I could lie down on the short green grass,
feel the earth beneath my bones.

It would be so simple and easy.
A few moments out in the fresh autumn air
supported by mother earth, warmed by father sun.
Feeling the sweet weight of my outspread limbs.

So easy to wipe away this heavy mood,
to quell the rising fluster of worries.
I could stretch my stiffened muscles,
ease my aching head...

One motion, one moment of action to cast aside the murky muddle,
darkling thoughts and prickling dreadlets, the viscous gel of confusion.
A shining pinpoint, a decisive gesture that astonishes, reveals and relieves.

Chaos to simplicity in one brilliant, casual act.
Just that: a few paces, opening a door and passing through.
Knees flex, arms catch, stomach contacts earth.
Limbs spread out and relax.

Flat upon the ground as illusion dissolves, distortion shatters and I
know my true form. As bright and fluid as the golden sun on my back,
as deep and full as the earth under my hands. Here. Now.

I could.