Edges
The centre of my mind
is shrinking.
The centre of my thoughts
are sinking.
The centre of my soul
is searching.
The centre of my heart
is lurching.
The edges of my mind
are straying.
The edges of my thoughts
are swaying.
The edges of my soul
are sighing.
The edges of my heart
are crying.
Joy Weare.
12th April, 2008.
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