Walking The Line Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Walking The Line
Silhouette shapes
fly overhead
foreseeing a change
In this moment
of transition
the breath
of life is sustained
Momentarily transfixed
lacking motivation…
staring at the setting sun
Balancing
on a timeline stretched
between
here and there
Existing with
no apparent form...
Swayed by the gentle motion
of a cooling breeze
Edging closer
to a warm embrace
3/8/2012
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