The flu comes along and slows us down
slows…
us…
down.
We feel it knocking on the door
Ignoring it is futile.
Arriving with
focus
and enthusiastic purpose
demanding our output of energy
STOPS.
Hop in, no choice
listen to the inner voice.
The space within
waits to be rediscovered.
The present is the present
when the singer can’t sing and the workhorse can’t work
we pull up the blanket
and uncover our truths.. with the flu.
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