The spectacular fractions of time when clarity takes over and we see just ever-so-briefly before plunging again into our unfocused lives. |
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Time Between LivesThe time of life between livesThat gulp between two long breaths, reflecting on what’s gone before Preparing to resume the trek A pause becomes a needed thing as A marriage may have ended, with all the wounded lying like broken soldiers on a battlefield Crying in pain, looking for mom, waiting the wait that’s endless or Rediscovery of self and worth The knowledge of another life, offstage, needing water, sun and nutrients Undiscovered, but waiting here to bloom, attracting all the bees yet A million reasons from the millions who find themselves at the brow of hills they’ve climbed to take the long view Catch their breath, take off again so Take long enough to know just where you are Remembering the history you’ve made Turn it in your hand and catch the breath and time you need to end the wars and wars and wars |
This poem is included in Jim Freeman's poetry collection BROKEN PIECES available here in print or as an e-Book in your favorite formats. |