beneath the moon
and wonder and smile
and sing
I have nothing to fear.
I have many things to love.
Last year was no longer than this moment
and, if I listen I can hear the ocean
that breathed outside my window long ago in steady rhythm
to steal away my mind in motion and wash my worries
out to sea
as if to say to me as I toss here restlessly:
though it may seem trivial, this moment is no more brief
nor less sacred than tomorrow
So the pain panic rests in a deep breath of stillness
this sighing song sings the ebb and flow
sounds the inhale, exhale of life and death
in perfect embrace
like a starfish watching the come and go
waiting for the tide
letting the passing moments pass
holding on till it's time to let go
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