The Present
Monday, September 21, 2020
September 21, 2020
Equinox
Here, now, poised between
intractable poles,
I stretch out my arms,
and they are drawn,
pulled by the magnetism
of extremes, balanced
a moment, and lifted into
embrace of the world
that centers me here, now.
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