Sandy Coleman
Inspiration piece
Asana
Meghan E. Hunt
Response piece
she, who was always goddess,
raises her arms in silent prayer
to a soul beyond her own
and hopes for another morning
…..of peace
……….of quiet time
……………of sitting infinitely still
she prays for her love to linger on
for her life, the little she lived,
to have…
…..…mattered
time passes, sunlight vanishes,
and at the end of her day,
she will close her eyes
and the world she knows
best
…..will…
……….simply…
……………stop.
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One Comment
I could spend all day lost in the textures of the image and the poem.