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.