I
I move like mercury
bobbing lightly
just under
the surface
of thought
I am the breeze
that caresses
the white-washed
linen curtain
whispering belief
that it can fly
I pacify the inevitable
until it relents
to the crack
of a new dawn
I kiss time until
the moments pass,
and embrace still
I am the space
between the end
and remembrance
of what is
I linger softly
just under
the moons glow
watching
I amuse my maker
as I taunt
between
love and hate
I am the breath
of the awakening
just at the moment
of revelation
radiant colors descend
and soothe slowly
washing judgment
into
rainbows of purity
I am the whisper
of hope
the promise of
possibility
in the endless
existence
of infinite space
Copyright © Gabrielle Jordan | Year Posted 2018
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