Tired.

Standing firm with a smile,
Painting by Lorraine Rigby. 2016.
Holding onto every last drop of energy,
Your focus.......tilted. 
                Your focus.........faded
                                  Your focus..........slipping
                                                              away from 
                                                                   you..........

Words spilled from the voice of the eloquent ....
Your ears filled with the sound of the tumble dryer....
The stimulate brought with care....black as midnight on starless night and it's sweetness lighter than an angels kiss....
It brings me back.....for a moment
It spurs me on.........
Every handshake and every smile, is laced with sincerity and love. 
Every connection tempered with wonder......

I fall softly into my sacred chamber....
The mini death is upon me...
The resurrection will raise my weary body...
But as I sleep....I will dream of the good that was done that day. 

Goodnight. 
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