In the dark, the edges begin to blur

Mimbres sunsetLying beneath a thick comforter
and far-off stars,
I move over a little,
making my body an island.

Illness drives a wedge
between me and the world.
I crave solitude,
its calm, drifting rhythm.

Close my eyes and become
more than this body,
round a bend
to stand in golden light.

Recall touching
the pale down
on my son’s tiny head,
right at the crown—

Soft spot that dimples in
where Soul
dives into the body and
flies out—

e. stuart

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