I am alone.
Solely soul.
The body and mind
are not who I am.
Falling away doesn’t
happen every day.
Clinging to what is
bringing me sorrow
taints tomorrow.
So love remembered
is a dying ember
and the ashes cover
me like icy snow.
I am the One I’ll never know.
Vicki Woodyard
I am the One…you will know…
“I am the One I’ll never know.”
That’s why Great-to-the-tenth-power Grandma Hattie scattered her bodhisattvatudinous selfies everywhere… She needed a mirror to fix her hair – oops! An eyelash needs adjusting.
Always love your writing, Vicki!
You’re too funny!