I smothered it;
I smothered it ‘ere full breath could be undertaken,
Re-animating a once lovely yet still-past, dead Thing.
Though saddened I was by the doing of it;
I have no regret of the act,
and decision for it, in itself.
The returning of the Thing to Rest,
‘ere accountability be demanded of me for its very Existence,
was the proper course to be undertaken .
One day future when glimpsing past,
it shall be known that the ending of the Thing
was the beginning of the Liberation
for Us each.
I wish it to be understood;
that my relinquishment unto Death,
of the very Thing that I desired so,
is offering of testament to a growth
bearing fully this humble recognition
that should the beloved Thing Become
once more Arisen
finding itself Reborn unto a new Day
it’s Promise to resurrected Life was gifted by a Power
far exceeding of mine alone.
Sharon Brodbeck 10.21.2022

I smothered it stands on its own, a force unto itself. Add in those penetrating eyes right above the title though… Whatever was smothered will definitely remain smothered. That dead Thing wouldn’t dare rise from its Rest.
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I have been laughing for at least 2 straight minutes now; seriously. I never recognized how my header image projects in that manner. Well, good then; keeps it all tidy and respectful does it not?
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