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.