The aches of belonging.

Her bellybutton stung
pulled tight and tighter
the cord
it was red, her bellybutton.
Although her eyes couldn’t see it
she knew it was there
that longing attachment
to belong with Earth
and the rest of life.

If it’s invisible
could it be severed?
Anything could be right?
Even if it cannot be seen
she gave it a try
pulling out a sharp knife
she began to create the motion
back and fourth with the knife
close to her bellybutton
and still it stung
it throbbed
and with more force
it held strong.

Frustrations only gained momentum
as she angrily dropped the knife
grabbing at the empty air
several inches from her bellybutton.
If she couldn’t sever the connection
she’d pull the rest to her
tired of the pain
the frustration
and the aches of belonging.
They’d come to her
and she’d no longer
long to be closer.
Finally life was beginning
to gravitate
towards her center.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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