Translucent

Photo: CA Hawthorne

Photo: CA Hawthorne

At rest on a marble bench
sensing the living passing by.
“In Memory” the bench declares to those approaching from behind.
Looking ahead,
couples united as if each is the me who never was.
Does anyone need me?
Maybe there’s only me needing me right now,
but I’ve become translucent,
a hollow place at my core,
the clouds in my mind obscuring my purpose.
Time to leave the bench and live another day
searching for my center,
for my balance,
for my substance.

©April 2015, Christina Anne Hawthorne

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