Walking on the edge.
Staying in the shallow places of your mind.
Leaning without fear of falling.
The pain of knowing you won’t reach out to grab me.
I drift away.
No more backstroke.
Sadness too deep to face.
Looking up thinking sun, moon, stars.
Happiness passing to the left of me.
Love pushing ahead on my right.
Not my style.
I go back to being free.
No longer wading in shallow thoughts.
Resistance is gone.
Supported by grace, there is no fear.
Comfort. Relief. Ease of love and happiness.
Daily Word Prompt: Shallow
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