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Srijani Sarkar Feb 2018
When we get home,
kiss me
before you start unpacking.
Validation. Love. Time. Togetherness. Stability.
Gentle silence
has soaked
into the
thick walls
around me.

And
there is
blessedness
amongst
the boxes.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
emptying out boxes
discarding things I no longer need
rediscovering treasures
I had frgotten I had

as I break down each empty box,
I feel a little lighter, more free
soon the things I have been hoarding
are all gone, and I can't rember why held on so long

one room down, few more to go
I wouldn't miss it for the world
Metaphor for decluttering my heart, mind and soul.

— The End —