Disconnection

When transformation happens on one end and the other fights to catch up.

When the body-mind connection goes
You float between two entities.
One fully conscious to the numbing feeling
Rooted to the ground - heavy, still.
It cries and cries without pause
Exhausted and hollow inside.

The other whispers and mutters helplessness
Wanting to find a place for shelter.
Like a cat that sits in a box for security,
It seeks a safe haven
Its own 4 cornered physical presence.

When you transform, when you change
One will always take the lead.
Its the body that is built to adapt
To be sturdy, to be that physical defence.
It will feel it first like a snake shedding skin
But over and over and over and over,
And the mind can barely keep up with the first layer
But it never stops, it never ends.

So the mind panics,
The mind forces itself to adapt
To meet the body where it is.
But what of the body?
Why can't it slow down 
Or meet the mind where it is?

So the disconnection continues,
Until compromise is met
Until grounding can occur.
And the mind and body come back together
In wholeness and duality.