Today
I will
write
paint, read and make marks
in space
empty of purpose.
Tonight
I may
Sleep
In trust
A soul
Is given another wake.
Painting by Rogier van der Weyden [Public domain], 'Saint Luke drawing the Virgin', c. 1435 in Public Domain.
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