Eighty-five Pauses

photo by me....Anja

write my fears in sand
tear drops softly in the sea
healing ripples felt

inhaling silence
wishing upon a star fish
succumb to tide pool

pluck the pure lily
from the dark spot in my chest
calming emptiness

solitary drop
causing surges in my heart
pushes fear aside

hope feels elusive
like trying to catch the wind
slips through my fingers


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