Windows shades drawn around reverent space
I could dwell here forever
alone, silent
geese fly overhead, I hear the familiar call
picture their perfect V formation

In shadow mind, I wonder when the spell will break
and in that small crack, I see what must be done
as the day unfolds
I notice the rise and fall of my chest quicken
then retreat back into quiet safety

In this perfect womb, I am content to be no one
to be soft music, a few words laid down
inhale, exhale
spirit, yes
a dancing opal mist
within a circle of light



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