A blink, a flutter of an eye and a year is gone.
A year of moments, observed rather than experienced
Memories that are not felt but glimpsed in my mind’s eye.
A surreal existence that is ephemeral in my grasp
Days and night lost to time
A year, the longest of any I’ve ever known.
Every second ticking by without end.
Hours into days that stretch on in perpetuity.
Time that has stopped and held in a place of pain and blackness
An inhalation held with-out release
The exhalation and step forward that eludes me.
A lean forward rather than a step now…
A gentle change in direction begins softly
Lips parted and my breath escapes with hesitation
The reluctant stirrings of acceptance begin to settle in the space of my loss.