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A Hundred Gourds 4:1 December 2014

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Julie Thorndyke - Australia


suspended


time slows and seems almost to stop as we wait for the news no one wants to hear— autumn shines out of doors but all of us crouch, or sit, or stand, or pretend to do everyday tasks that are meaningless, just to fill these long, long minutes

words
that should be said
linger on lips,
muted
by careful love

we take our cue from him, drifting in and out of consciousness

the closest ones, in vigil, we leave to their goodbyes

say silent prayers,
think back
to our yesterdays,
pray for strength
for their tomorrows



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