On The Threshold Poem by Sybil Staples
On The Threshold
I am frozen in time
and see half blind
I cannot step forward
reach out or
carry what is no longer mine
But I can stand still
feel the peace
from a will
given over to
to the cause of one
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4/29/2024 7:53:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Peace of a still sea nicely painted.