Little Death in the Morning

photography by Susa SilvermarieBirds calling,
lake waves falling onto shore,
the bark of a dog,
distant voices.
Suddenly I am vanished
into all the sounds around.

My little death
my slide into everything
feels easy as pie, and I find
I never needed
to be separate,
after all.

©Susa Silvermarie 2020

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