that solitary moment
when everything
that could
would
should
have been created
comes to stillness
rests in the nothing
when everything
that had the absolute
and utter power
to change the complete course of your life
comes screeching to a stop around you
that solitary moment
when the magnificent beauty
of the Pure Potential
of ALL
grows cold
silent
vague
removed
and you stand there
lost
confused
withdrawn
and you breathe
one breath at a time
and you cry
and you feel the air around you
moving through you
in you
out of you
becoming you
and you sit with that moment
of nothingness
emptiness
the pure potential behind you
but somehow
now once again before you
beside you
and in you
and the moment starts to shift you
and in the stillness
in the tears
and in the glory
starts a very soft sound
like a composition
a remembered melody
of something resembling music
resembling joy
and the harmonies slice through you
they split you open
until you don't remember
which part of you held your heart
and which part of you held your soul
and you no longer care
and your tears become laughter
shoulders weightless
body formless
and the music becomes angels
and they are singing for you
singing you home
to where you remember
who you are
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