In Transitu

There are times when the veil is drawn.

 

Days go missing,

while retreat seems the only option –

Time away from the world to heal;

to gather fragments and splinters

back to a body weakened with pain

and strange imaginings.

 

Many eschew the need –

push beyond boundaries like babies crowning,

struggling to breach a new world

before anything is known;

where all is forgotten

and a burning to explore, all-consuming.

 

I used to be a wanderer;

no further need to cast far afield of myself.

Invisible cords keep me tethered

to this life, this presence.

No longer yearning for distractions.

 

4 comments on “In Transitu”

  1. OKAY,……pretty certain we could be sisters of the soul, super glad to have found you here!! Would love to have coffee/tea and chat! 🙂

  2. I can’t get over that picture. The words are great mind, but that picture… just really interesting.


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