in the wee hours
when my world
is sleeping
i'm awake
in the quiet
i can hear into
the silence
as my soul
softly whispers
into the
slivered space
between
breath
heartbeat
consciousness
rippling
tiny waves swell
splitting the
gossamer
dimension between
asleep and
awake
you can find
me there
in the
wee hours.
About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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