a bed, a crane, and the mind

got new bed                                                                                                   but the stairwell in my building                                                                       was too narrow for bringing the bed                                                               into the apartment

placed the bed in the building's basement                                                 knowing that in three weeks                                                                            the super will throw it out to the street

didn't know what to do                                                                               didn't want to lose the new bed                                                                   didn't know how to get it into my apartment

noticed that                                                                                                    the construction site across the street                                                            uses a crane to lift up building materials

thought to myself                                                                                            the crane could lift the bed                                                                               up to my fourth-floor apartment's window

my mind jumped into the picture                                                                 telling me that operating a crane                                                                     costs hundreds of dollars per hour                                                                  this idea is too crazy                                                                                    forget about it

but something in me made me walk towards the crane                                        a big guy with huge cigar was operating it

my mind told me to turn around and leave                                                   before i embarrass myself

but i stayed there                                                                                         making myself visible to the man and his cigar                                                until he noticed me                                                                                         and gave me a smile

i told him what i'd like to do                                                                               he said "name your price"                                                                                   i answered $20                                                                                               he said ok

he drove the crane parallel to my window                                                     placed red cones to block the street                                                                four arms grew from the crane’s sides                                                             out and down into the road                                                                       creating grounding                                                                                      declaring "operation bed has began"

people stopped by                                                                                      looking how a huge crane lifts a bed                                                                up in the air                                                                                                   into a fourth-floor window

brought the new bed inside                                                                          placed the old bed onto the crane's arm                                                   watching how the cigar man                                                                          takes down the old bed                                                                           discarding it into the construction's site dumpster                                          saving me the hustle of storing the old bed                                                         in the basement                                                                                              and having to get the sanitation department                                                        to come and pick it up

so glad i've ignored my mind                                                                          and its messages of fear                                                                          hesitancy                                                                                                       and disbelief

this made me remember that                                                                              the indian master osho used to say                                                                     "the mind is a wonderful servant                                                                       but a horrible master"

Formerly a staff sergeant in the Israeli army, Alok has shifted his energy from war into healing. He is a board certified Holistic Health Counselor through the American Association of Drugless Practitioners (AADP) and a member of Psi Chi, the American National Honor Society in Psychology. Alok’s first book, Stepping Onion, was published by Keter Publishing House, Jerusalem, Israel in 1987. He is the primary contributor for the monthly "Alok Holistic Health Newsletter," which combines holistic health with poetry. To read more of Alok’s poetry or to subscribe to the newsletter visit www.AlokHealth.com.