the Gods have stepped down
from their thrones
The temple is a point…
I am here
There is morning dew on my window
Pollen-heavy eyeopening to the sunlight as the new world wakes
© Jacqueline Ann 2021
Will I remember it is not forever?
The goodbyes, the bygones
Breeze wafts over my skin
To wake up my inner spirit
Have you noticed the stillness in the air recently. Everyone in lock down. Streets…
I slept
in the middle
An ode to the adventure in the second half of a woman’s life