All That I ...
All That I ...
Authored by Chuck Keys
Looking to and fro side to side it wasnt in sight it had no scent
it had no dimensions nor phsyicality nor identity
yet just for a brief second I felt its cool breeze pass by
it contrasted sharply from the bright hot silent lazy late afternoon sun
the sweat on my brow made my skin tingle just ever so slight
just a brief tiny muscle twitch or 2
there was no warning no hint of what was coming or going only a wee afterthought.
Sssshhh nothing is moving not even a fly neither ant nor gnat
waiting patiently for a movement something must move but when
why was there so much blankness yet existence
sssshhh maybe just maybe it will come back
is it time must it be now aaaahhhaaa eureka I remember I think I know
it was my time to thank God again for all that I ...
Copyright © Chuck Keys | Year Posted 2010
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