My Body My Friend

I give up. Budget presentation - postponed for the nth time. Final sked is on Feb.14 at 1:00pm. Now how did ATH and ETQ know I wouldn't have a lunch date on Valentine's? Or did they just assume? My crazy team wants to come in red this Wednesday. Sunday says he prefers to wear black as he is in mourning over not having a date. Oh well...Happy V day everyone.

My Body My Friend

by me, October 2005

My body – my shell, my mask, my refuge

But most of all my friend.

Forming layers that hide and protect the soul within

Behind whom I sought shelter from

Arrows that stung my heart

And gave her as burnt offering

To a loved one in the hope of

Possessing his soul.

Yet.. at what cost?

My body, my friend

And like all other deep friendships

Borne out of experiences that wound and scar,

One had to undergo the

Anguish of pain and regret,

Rejection and self blame

In order to realize

One’s beauty when left alone naked,

When layers are peeled at the right moment,

When the shell fuses with soul,

And understanding begins.

My body – my shell, my mask, my refuge

Now finally, my friend.