Schism – July 3, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

The schism jumps across ripples

Leaving no trace

High above

You can spurn

A whole lifetime

Just soaring

From place to place

Not able to stop

At the in-betweens

That make up yours

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