We're writing our story
right now,
Whether I pick up the pen or not.
Our story is written
in the silence
of entwined limbs,
synchronized breaths,
The before, the during,
and the after;
Our Dead People
turned to ash,
and yet,
we cling to life.
The Now.
2 comments:
The Now is what we have. Be happy!
Beautifully deep and haunting. We carry the love of ‘our dead people’ and all that love becomes new growth.
Love kj
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