Marching Orders: Revisited

a repost from early fall 2015.

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Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

From Dulce et Decorum Est, by Wilfred Owen

***

Rush, push.
Next mission.
Keep moving.
Don’t stop:
to feel,
to taste,
to embrace,
this moment,
this experience,
this love.

Keep moving!
Into the:
next experience,
next moment,
next objective.

Love is
just beyond:
my reach,
this moment,
that ridge –
out yonder.

Keep moving!
Keep reaching!
Keep hoping…
Keep praying.
Keep MOVING!

Forward, MARCH!
Left, Right.
Left, Right.
Left (behind).

Behind me,
parts left.
Eyeballs FORWARD!
Forward, MARCH!

Keep moving!
Ignore pain.
Ignore feelings.
Ignore rain.
Ignore all
keep going.

March, soldier!
March onward….
Never quit,
or you just might feel what you’re running from.

Keep moving!
Lest your demons catch up with you,
and you see how much of a piece of shit you really are.

So you double your pace,
out of cadence.
out of order.
out of fear.

When will it ever stop?

Photo Courtesy of hyena reality @ Freedigitalphotos.net

Published by Tiffany

Writing out my thoughts has helped me to gain a new perspective of myself. In sharing these writings, it is my hope to help others to better understand themselves. It is my belief that with each of us who chooses this path of greater understanding of thy self, that it inspires others to do the same. This building momentum is the force that drives me to share, for in my vulnerability, I find my strength. I believe that you can also find yours there. ~~~In reading some of my posts, you will see that growth is not always pretty. It is in breaking apart and coming undone that a seed sprouts and breaks free of its own captivity. It is also out of mud that the lotus blossoms. ~~~Please join me in seeing the beauty of growth within the deconstruction of our limiting beliefs. ~~T.C.

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