Good morning grief; I anticipated your fullness today, now that I am still. You are not new, Omnipresent in fact - in this matter, though your weight is mightier, now that I am still. I will not embrace you – or this matter, though I must accept you – and this matter, now that I am still. ~Marcela. December 26, 2023
Now That I am Still
26 Tuesday Dec 2023
Posted in Poetry
