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the first time i felt it
the first time i felt it
was not a word but a hush
between leaves and the bluest sky—
a breath of you
inside the trembling air
(oh how small i was
with the world rushing by
and softer than reason)
your hand—
or was it light itself—
touched my chest
and opened a door
where no walls had ever been
the first time i felt it
i learned silence could sing
and forever could fit
in a single heartbeat.
Copyright ©
James Mclain
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