i, surrender

December 6, 2017 by Michael Guerin

not to the thought
but for how it often takes root.
not any idle wish
but the impulse to make one at all.
and not those images
always in mind
but what they might possibly mean.
somewhere between
the ego’s craving and a higher self
whose whispered breath
is but a sweet caress
to a seemingly deaf
inner ear
you’ll find me waiting,
forever surrendered.