Leaning

I cannot stand straight.

My body shapes itself to air

that falls away beneath its drooping

head and arms. 

Once so solid,

with you no longer there,

I drift as though weightless,

of no substance; I lean against

the empty place presenting 

its silent promise 

to love me forever.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing (Upper Room Books, 2020). She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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1 Response to Leaning

  1. Dianne says:

    Thank you. This really spoke to me today

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