SANDWICHED BETWEEN ETERNITIES

SHARED FEELINGS


Stillness punctures the night
Releasing the pressures of the day,
And sinking into the stillness
My body finds rest.
Expression punctures the soul
Relieving pent up emotion,
And leaning into the expression
My heart finds peace.
Thought punctures time
Renewing the mind,
And in permitting thought
My hands find work.
Supple, Saturated,
Sandwiched between eternities
By the ticking of the timepiece
I wait-punctured.

Punctured.. a lovely word when one has to speak of pain.

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