Lately I’ve been struggling with the in-between period of letting go of the old, but the new not quite being here yet. It sparked a new poem…..
Hole in My Soul
There’s a
Hole
In my soul
A painful
Inner
Emptiness
So wide
Vast
Big
That it feels like
It’s tearing me
In half
What will
EVER
Fill this hole
I wonder
Though,
What if
What if this
Is *not*
A hole
But,
An opening
For something new to enter
To fill
Everything I’ve
Let go of
What if it’s not
Emptiness
But, possibility
Kari Storm 