letting the moment brim

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"letting the moment brim"



Replete in half‑light,


you stand where air gathers,


a small moment stitched

between breaths.




Something alters

—not enough to grasp,

just enough to show

how the world's moving altar

is a messy, ungraspable weight.




And still you stay,

steady in the spill of it.



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