"We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact that each moment in life is a miracle and a mystery." ~H.G. Wells
In the moment before I go
my soul will sink for the last time because you never loved me never believed me never wanted to know… and then I will fly because you helped me to hold on to faith and this life and changed for me the moments after.
In the moment after I go
my soul will come and surround you like the wind in sweet Autumn and tell you I'm well and you'll care that I am and then you will know the whole truth, which may or may not set you free but which will change for you the moments after.
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Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on July 9, 2004
Very polished perceptive poetry, Dawn!!!… Brilliant!!!… Bravo Poet!!!
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
I love this!
John