pause in life
thunder growing through me
circulating like sand in ocean currents.
rain passes but for a moment
clearing any discomfort disguised by fog
once subsided, now a nightmare returning.
hopeful, wishing, praying, asking
that this only be temporary,
this guarded momentary death
a lapse in calm, a meditation in living
this is what’s suppose to happen
our insides turning out
our endorphins, finding their purpose
our purpose revealing itself.
is this what’s suppose to happen?
a beast eating its way through a
space meant for a growing womb?
the glass of dizzying ease tells me
it’ll be okay. in the end, everything
always turns out okay.