Some Days

Some days are more healer.
Some days are more wounded.

Some days the pain informs.
Some days the pain overwhelms.

Some days I want to discover others.
Some days I want to be discovered unconscious on the floor.

Some days I feel the uplifting spirit.
Some days I feel the decaying body.

Some days I feel the connection so strongly that it lifts me.
Some days I feel so alone and lonely that it cripples me.

Some days I want to serve.
Some days I crave being served.

Some days the universe touches me.
Some days my body aches to be touched.

Some days it is enough to know.
Some days no amount of knowing is enough.

Some days I am the love.
Some days I need the love.

Some days I my breathing is easy.
Some days I struggle to get whatever I can.

Some days are a dance
Some days are a struggle.

Some days are more healer.
Some days are more wounded.

And guess what today is?