In
a moment of fleeting sanity
Caught
between the door closing and
My
opening it again
A
pause
And
as though a fervent prayer
Escaped
me via sacred breath
I
looked to the ceiling and simply exhaled
anything
To
nothing and no one
With
no expectation of
Response
or favour
And
then it was gone
Like
a bottle in the ocean that holds
A
one word note
And
I have to no avail
Spent
the remainder of today
Trying
to understand what it means.