Traveling Light

I thought I had stripped down

To only the essentials

A slightly portly

Aging man

Looking much like

A marshmallow on toothpicks

Ready to dance in the rain

Or at least cavort in the sprinklers
with baggy shorts and spindly legs

But alas

The lightness isn’t there

Apparently

I carry things in my heart

I cling to things

My soul

That have weight

And keep me earth bound

And still my dancing feet

Lord help me to

Travel light