Serenity | Judy Moskowitz
I’ve seen the divine in eyes
Other than mine
Living in a state of anxiety
Breathing becomes a challenge
Phantom pain repeats the same song
With no landscape of recognition
Does it live on the limb of a tree
Too high to reach its fruit
Or hide inside blades of grass
That sway like a slow love song
Will it find me too late
Will I ever know its face