In a Quiet Moment

In a quiet moment I stand, legs apart and knees slightly bent,

self-consciously trying to imagine that I am at peace.

My arms droop before me and my hands form a clasp,

rotating my wrists I raise both arms towards the sky

lifting an imaginary ball into the void above.

My mind, though ostensibly “at one”, counts the few seconds

until I repeat the pattern with ever-depleting energy.

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