I re-read my post
from yesterday
and i thought
where was the

pause

the breath

the space

between here
and now

a comma

a reflection

Where is the whimsy
the dream
the fantasy

between what was
and what will be
is my mind so quick
that a momentary

Stop.

never appears
how one day it is all so fast

and the next so slow.

today I want stillness.
quiet.
a shared smile.
a wink
between you and
I.

Because what we know
my darling,

Is

The truth
Of it all.

this dreaming sleepy life
this beauty and frightful
Truth
the scarlet flesh under the skin
the worm in the soil
the caterpillar
before the butterfly

the knife in between the shoulder blades
clean and sharp
and deep

And so painfully sacred.

Image by Kate Martens