Pauses Among Patterns

Am I any part of this sky?

This afternoon, in passing by

I found my memories

in the pauses among patterns

still no answer

in the shapes—

blended so whitely

 

Are we written in the hidden stars?

The descending of twilight

rarely takes long enough

I pray you somehow remember words unsaid

because…

we’re all holding on and holding in

in these pauses among patterns

so afraid while…almost so alive

 

…all our hopes

resting in these pauses among patterns

for joys and love

we formed; we followed through

from yesterday

to never fade too far deep

into the sky…

Carrie Gilbert 2017

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