holding out, holding in
breathing out, breathing in
revolving in, out of grasp
rolling forward, retreating
glow of strangeness, familiarity
a curtain swaying across the sill
between isolation, intimacy
images flip, return to face me
who we were, who we become
where we were, where we find ourselves
what we knew then, what we still do not know
what was free, what is held tight
in silence arises its self-revelation
so frail as to wash away at first light
note its rhythm, hold on as you can
our dark knowing in this hour
Poems from in between 
9 responses to “All things dissolve”
Lovely
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Thank you. I appreciate that so much.
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It is my pleasure! ♡♡♡
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You’ve given a perfect visual to a sense that eludes us even as we try to tune ourselves to it.
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Thanks. So glad you liked it. And I agree — it is really slippery!
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This is so thought-provoking, meditative.
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Thank you. 🙂
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The rhythm of breath and the curtain swaying across the windowsill, and the fragility of our knowing. Lovely.
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Thank you. Another in my dreamy staring out the window la-la series. 🙂
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