In the Lull

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In the Lull

before it starts,

before the storm,

I sit and wait

in the lull.

Before the rush,

before the rise,

I strain and gaze.

In the Lull

before it moves,

before I do,

I try to breathe

in the lull.

Before the work,

before its done,

I settle down.

In the Lull

I want to stay.

I want to rest.

But I will go,

not fade away

in the Lull.

 

Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Thursday, November 23, 2017.

Image: Leafy calm by P.A. Moore.