Demarcation (a poem)

Letting the moment pass…

The candle has long stopped burning
its smoke has dissipated
its light has gone

The moment of silence has slipped into silence
leaving only the sounds of breathing
and the refrigerator’s hum

There are no lies here in the darkness
only the truth of what’s inside of me
When the morning breaks and I surrender
will I have the strength to let it be?

(3 February 2015—posted February 4)