Poetry

Days of Who Knows What

Rumblings of something coming
Stream through subtle senses

Sly hints
Warm flickers

Understood without thought or word

Hushed knowing
Willingness to listen

And be changed

Deep breath
And pause

And trust
Ever more.

 

© 2022 Gail Barrie

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