The wind pounded the walls
like a scorned lover locked out
Wood creaked, windows rattled
everything flexed ever so slightly
to receive the concussive force of
the wind’s pummeling wrath
so as not to break, splinter or shatter.
It’s what we, too, unknowingly do
when extremes are pressed upon us
flex a little, receive a little
protect from within so as not break
and guard against so as not to shatter.
- Lauren Taub Cohen
(* Thank you, Kathy L. Kain, PhD, for introducing me to the phrase survival physiology during my Somatic Experiencing Practitioner training. )