Such a small motion...
A wave before the final turn
of your goodbye.
And the night is split by the
intimate grace of your
hand.
There are two sides to my
infinity.
To suffer in your absence...and this
longing that binds us in the
confines of forever.
Such a small motion...
A wave on the edge of
infinity.
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There is weight to even the smallest gesture - a single smile can touch a million hearts and the wave of a hand can split the world in two. In the mindfulness of motion we ask for grace in all we offer. Even in the smallest things we do.
Peace,
Eric
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