Fall-ing.
I am practicing calmness,
I’m at the end of something -
a period, brick heavy and dangerous
marks this spot.
It is time to draw in now,
like a rose that closes its petals
at the end of her day
- I am guided to the center,
tucking everything in.
safe in a room of memories
I drape the walls in the rich colors
of life,
lining them like sheets,
I crawl in to sleep.
8/25/2009
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