Separating Heartbeats

The struggle's reality,
hers to conquer.
She said the words,
heard the truth.
"Focus on the present,
focus on the now."

The between time
separating past and future,
separating heartbeats.
After one breath,
before the next,
bookend ticks of the clock.

Her mantra spoken,
a lingering compass guiding
the moment,
the present,
the now.
Anxiety falling away,
becoming insubstantial.

©February 2023
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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