Sitting with Discomfort

I am dedicating this poem to a friend who helped me out the other day.  Thank you Letteria.

Sitting in the Discomfort

Running away,

I cannot see

What is after me is before me

I have not listened for so long

No wonder you look so hurt

No wonder it is painful to face you now

Facing before

Sitting in the discomfort

We are free

Lifelong practice

Habits of being

Present in the perfection of now