Nothing Happening Poem by Gillian Commerford

Nothing Happening



Nothing much has been happening to me.
Nothing going on.
My life is very quiet, very slow-
but my soul is learning to dance
and my cheeks are all aglow-
if I can't be holy
perhaps I can be whole.

Monday, December 31, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: dance
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