Je vois à travers.

Waking, lids gummed shut
The darkness behind them
gentle, sleepy
A crackle through it
static shocks
Anxiety banished for months
touching the inner
The list of possibilities
calmly gone over
One smooth pebble of thought at a time
slipping across mindscapes
Discovering the one that soothes
buzzing instantly quieting
Blessed silence returning
waters stilled
The time is now
to write, to plan, to proceed
Finished are the long months of waiting
only actions lay before me


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