When you just know that the stopping will result in complete body shut-down. The book I am writing on coping with change within organisations, will have a chapter about energy cycles in it. On the cycle which I have mapped for myself, I am in the ‘Recovery’ mode – exhausted, minimising energy use, and trying to find the scope for re-building…
Here is a poem I wrote in the last few weeks, and I like it, wondering where to put it: –
love making
It took as long as the breath that first stretches on waking early morning
No more
The first day
was a speech
then a gentle fight between us both as we
searched for a point of balance
your fingers touching mine, at the very tips
Nothing that we could express would
release us from this grip
held together in a second that lasts forever
for that is the sound of love
just one last gasp
then a sliding together, materials sparking