Here I am
Standing in a poem
All by myself.
Others have strayed
And are mesmerized
By flash and action
But not me, not me.
I remain
Holding the silence
In my hands
Shaping it the way
Imaginations do;
Letting the words
String me along
Until I enter
God’s peace.
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