Closing my eyes
I feel the churning
The unsettled feeling
Of change
Awareness and empathy
They have their dark sides
Things you can’t unsee
Or you can’t unknow
Maybe blame the moon
That man can stir things up
Create ripples
And shifting of energy
Making you restless
Breathless
Exhilaratingly bound
Yet yearning to be free
Pausing
Returning to the place
That is freedom
Breathing once again
Love, just love.
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