at best, seconds minutes hours this sequence
blurs into infinitesimal moments that fails to capture
the hue of a season in limbo
at best, thriving is communing
thriving is knowing
thriving is mourning
surrendering
anticipating
these losses and gains
thriving may be the tears that rise
and fall to nourish fertile ground -
a gift to myself and to others
as i come into being
thriving is healing,
and allowing what needs to take place to
take place
to take place
in sequence
in tandem
individually and collectively
lockstep with the divine
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