Protected: Herbs
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The moon centres the sun in a celestial embrace before the new light a spell of darkness we see Inviting new beginnings For a moment, they discover They are undeniably in each other the day lovingly holds the night no words, letting go silently only the heart remains devoted the 50 year count down to next union has begun
This essay was submitted to two writing competitions and didn’t place. Rather than leave it sitting unseen in a folder, it seemed better to share it here with readers.
It reflects on the strange simultaneity of a single day: moving through ordinary routines of health, breath, and longevity while knowing that, somewhere else in that same day, a close friend is exercising the most final form of personal autonomy.
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