Agitated




Agitated*


Lately it feels like

I am being


Agitated


By a

Giant

Cosmic

Washing machine.


Particles once settled deep

Within the fabric of my being

Shaken free,


Rinsed clean.


I only ask for a moment

To pause

Between cycles

So I can brace myself

For the final

Spin.



May we be kind to ourselves, to one another, to all beings, and to the Earth upon which we walk. May we be kinder than we ever imagined we could possibly be.



Photos by Phillip Estes.



*"Agitated" was originally published in Pandemic Corona, Pamela Eakins, Editor.