The body yearns Not to toss and turn in the hay But to fulfill God’s plan Which was to be blessed with Children who laugh and play The body yearns Not to speak ill But to express sadness At someone's behavior Which gave frosty chill The body yearns Not to binge on fat and carbs But to have a warm, nourishing meal Surrounded by well-wishers Who will never throw rude barbs The body yearns Not to swagger with Bravado But to feel internal strength And walk with genuine Legato They body yearns Not to laugh at a person’s gaffe But to cry Because anyone can err No matter how hard they try The body yearns Not to fight an insult But to rest, and think deeply About how their actions will result The body is the vehicle For our soul It cannot be bought It cannot be sold Our body we have bequeathed At the helm our soul is seated Our soul speaks to us And if we listen Our body will surely Sparkle and glisten
It reminds me of certain Bollywood movies of yore where the story revolves around a rural set up . A song or fight sequence emanated from haystack in which director hides hero & heroine. Only infants can not utter ills for rest all must speak ills at some time or the other - that is before or after / before and after their wedlock. Difficult to guess when it would be. To answer one must factor in age, MIL, SIL, FIL & other ILLs. Most difficult stanza to get into that deeper meaning(s). Do you mean resisting retaliation and or paying back in same coin Legato - a smooth shifting from one scene to another. Yearning to keep this style in hobnobbing is good. Beautiful apt choice of words. I appreciate this stanza though I could not fathom your thoughts while penning these lines. This transports mind to philosophy. It is said that spiritual heart is on to left of ordinary heart. An exquisite thought. Should I conclude the converse to be true viz., Soul too can not be bought. But then I remember world’ first successful human to human heart transplant done on Louis Washkansky. This experience come alive in deep meditation practice perhaps after long trial & error. Most enjoyable stanza that makes reader highly contemplative. It echos certain lines of US poet Louise Glück for her unmistakable poetic voice that with austere beauty makes individual existence universal. God Bless.
Very detailed compliment! Oh, the staccato and legato lines referred to a person walking with an arrogant swagger to show he is great, but he operates from ego. Person who walks with legato has confidence within his heart about how good he is, what are his weaknesses … not arrogant at all. Yes! Meditation allows you to listen to your soul and be at peace. Then person has natural glow.