Waiting as we go

Such a lot of waiting
and really, it’s all the same;
caterpillars will morph,
moss will devour,
clouds will shimmy,
hands will let go…
there’s nothing better
than the moment
just before the unknown
unleashes itself
and we bloom or wither
accordingly.

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