No Words. Just a Full Stop.




The Lone Full Stop

Sometimes words fail and all I have is a full stop.

But it’s not the end.

It’s time to breathe.

Steady. It is an anchor in deep water.

But it doesn’t need a sentence.

By itself, it is transformed:

It is a glimpse into hidden nooks of the universe.

It is a tiny round window in the bright.

It’s not just a full stop for me.

It’s time to breathe.
To be full of thought from all sides.
From before. From after.
From the beginning. From the end
And from all places between.

It is full.

And it is everything distilled.

It is full and still.

It is all.

Bound to the now – it is not just a full stop.

It is a call to stop and notice the light.




– dedicated to wee S who left us all too soon. Kia kaha. Arohanui. X


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