The Calm

Feeling apart.

Of everything.

And nothing.

Singular. Solitary. Silent.

It’s not a bad thing.

Nor good.

Just is.

Moods are raging.

Clawing for attention.

But I am hovering above the fray.

Beneath this quiet calm.

Is a beating Heart.

Missing.

Deeper connection.

I think a move.

Is on the horizon.

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