The peace of an outdoor cafe
is like the medicine of a cool breeze to my mind,
blowing away monsters and cobwebs,
breathing life through month-shut windows,
opening closed wide.
Outstretched and uncurled,
my legs relax –
releasing my body,
leading my limbs…
away from the tight dark centre,
the labyrinth eye –
so that they might return to whence they came
way back in the beginning,
when day was day
and night was night.
by Rebecca L. Atherton
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