Cat Puke and Woe

This was a day of cat puke and woe
This was a day of closed doors
Shutting out distractions
Getting things done and
Not getting hurt.
This was a day of isolation.
Busy filling emptiness.
This was a day to hear of courage,
determination to rise whole out of brokenness.
This was a day to be home in my body.
To watch, to observe, not to judge.
This was a day I felt real heat arise,
anger kindled by the strike of an unkind word.
This was a day I simply watched --
I didn't react.
My body was hot;
God saw the coals glowing.
I felt them.
This was a day when nothing nurtured or nourished.
I'll let that be.