Not A Thing To Do But Move With You

no one ever stays up as long as i do
or sleeps as little

i can’t imagine lying down to rest
while someone moved about awake
without me coming along

my restless spirit is always seeking
moving, doing, whether there’s something worthy
or not a thing to be done.

if another were moving i would be compelled to move too
not because the movement of another was worthy of note
or of adding my companion movements to theirs

rather i would sense the other restless soul deep in my own
and rise without resistance or thought
to soothe out the rustling

or simply join in the journey of movement
not to do a thing of note
but for the worthiness of the movement alone

no one ever stays up as long as i do
or sleeps as little

until you

~cj 2011.01.18

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