Not a single thing

It is not so remarkable. To be two in seven billion. To find each other in the throng. It is not so remarkable to navigate the wide oceans and narrow fences between us, to swim and scramble, and to arrive at each other at last.

It’s not so remarkable to shake loose from our skins, to shed the layers of other lives – to lay naked and begun in borrowed arms. There is nothing to revere in the slow unwind, in the pulse and rise of you and I. In the honesty of opened palms, and the delicate invitation. These consummations of an extra-ordinary kind.

There is nothing special in this, my love. To fall so hard that you prefer the ground. How it sinks you in and you’re finally found. How all around us people are buried alive, and here we are – gasping for air.

(There is not a single thing worth holding there).

Not a thing at all, I have to say. If you close your eyes and take your time. If you think on what we had, and made … if you think about just what we were given. I feel certain that now we would have to agree. It is not so remarkable at all.

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“And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.” ~ Jason Mraz
Jacqueline Rock Bublitz by Joanne Piechota at body, remember
Eidyia by Joanne Piechota
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2 thoughts on “Not a single thing

  1. Hello Miss,
    Please pardon my intrusion. I thought I’d say a brief ‘Hello.’ I abhor visiting someone’s site without at least saying “Hi,” although I seem to do it far too often. I especially try when I’ve liked as many posts as I have here. There’s just something about words that captivate me, and your words do just that. I hope I haven’t worn out my welcome.

    Cheers to you,

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