Poetry

Satisfied

I looked into the sky

and I said,

‘Sky.

It’s me.’

And then I realised

I had nothing more to say.

And that

actually

I was satisfied.

Satisfied,

and ready to give in

to the aching quiet of it all.

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

This is so peaceful 🙂

Ah! It seems my work here is done, then! 🙂 Thank you. I’m glad it sat nicely with you, Jason. 🙂

😁

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