a broken lullaby

 

feet planted on firm earth

      - still -

hoping to feel its rotation

so we await

eyes shut in hopes of opening

      - awake -

to a different destination.

 

 

but the spin is painfully slow

      - deliberate -

begging we question its science

      - rebellious - 

to that which we know but can't feel.

 

 

all in time shall come to light

      - revealed -

like measures of a song

that until close

      - remain -

a broken lullaby

learning how to heal.

 

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allets's picture

Coulda been a rock lyric

"...that which we know but can't feel."
 



~(:D)-