Pen to paper
palpable hesitation
the inexplicable
contraction
of a reluctant hand.
As though
life had transformed
into a great chess board
of which I am master
terrified
of disrupting the stalemate
as though a world turned upside down
were somehow worse
than one that stayed the right way up.
This capacity for self-reflection
is how You let in the light
shine it on my soul
and in my bones
igniting action
in this terrified man.
Your love is a deep breath
as I reach the water’s surface;
the smell of coffee
in weary nostrils;
a lullaby;
the morning birds;
whatever I need,
whenever I need it.

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