ambidextrous – A Poem – By Dan Leicht

Some perfect elixir resting in the hand not holding the pen, swapping when the fingers grow too cold

Spilling out some story to purge your mind before venturing back out into the deep, often times intimidating, landscapes

Break a sweat outside one day and spend the next in front of a laptop in a storage space you’ve made into an “office”, but feel fulfilled at what you experienced the day before, knowing you saw a chunk of the world you had previously left undiscovered for years

Try something new on your day off, for yourself, for others to listen to when they ask ‘How was your weekend’, a grueling, but necessary, conversation starter for the smalltalk of the work place

You did something dangerous, stupid, but fun as hell, and it becomes your favorite story to tell all week, to tell the pages of your notebook, the keys of your laptop, the neighbor sitting outside every day you come home for work. She’s looking for conversation, been retired for years, so sometimes you’ll sit and talk. You learn about her life, she inquires about yours, and both of you feel enriched for the experience

Climb to the top of the rock wall, the mountain, your latest adventurous endeavor, without considering how you will get down, that will be it’s own adventure. Look down every so often so you can see how much you’ve accomplished, use the distance to raise your confidence. Grab all the necessary spots to pull yourself even higher, sometimes even taking a leap of faith towards a rock you thought too far from reach, use both hands to keep yourself steady, use everything you’ve got to move forever forward




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