Inheritance

Inheritance

 

 

The end is almost here,

rises like a blessing

like a storm, demanding

my commitment,

to go inside, hide and pray.

 

The end overthrows

the engrained pattern, arrests

the spread of illness and holds

the future like a tiny turtle in an egg,

struggling out of its shell.

 

The end is an escape route, a mind

losing consciousness, asking to be caught

before the body lands on unpolished

concrete floors, deprived of a buffer, asking

for a soft act of grace, a reminder

that love exists even under the executioner’s hood.

 

The end is happening like forgiveness happens,

a miracle stronger than duty and grief,

strongest of all efforts –

a clean slate, consolidating

each action, blanketing over

every direction

to and away from home.

 

 

Copyright © 2022 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Borderless Journal” May 2022

https://borderlessjournal.com/2022/05/14/poetry-by-allison-grayhurst/

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