Celebrating a Year

week 643 ~ woman who lives at the edge of the world

with 2 comments

woman who lives at the edge of the world
at the end of time the mother of all
who have lost their way forward hear my call
as I stumble my destination twirled
in the claws of defeat unraveling
while I wait and grow old without solace
no sheltering harbor here or safe place
to rest or hold fast always traveling
in circles asking why I can’t break through
grabbing hold of my own inner wildness
fighting to eradicate spurious
references to expectations to do
what I do well do best is all I ask
some opportunity outside this mask

Written by mairmusic

February 19, 2021 at 1:00 pm

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  1. We may get out soon…but alas the mask will be with us for quite awhile.

    slpmartin

    February 19, 2021 at 3:19 pm


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