Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Outside of Time (Day 510)

Have you ever sat 
outside of time? 
Eternal, immobile as 
a towering mountain? 
Felt the wind ruffle 
your hair, the same 
way it tousles leaves 
in old-growth forests? 
Quiet, still, knowing 
where and when you 
are, being everywhere, 
always. Just you, and 
your willingness to let 
go, allowing your hard 
edges to soften and 
melt into the sinuous 
estuary of which you 
are but a drop.


(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

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