she stood there fixed
like a statue
immovable as a michelangelo marble

propped on her skeleton legs
like a 4-poster bed
holding up the sagging mattress of her life
it was easier to stand motionless
than to shift to any position that might require muscles

the last calling is the one that directs you to stay put

her mind like granite
heavy and no longer fluid did not argue
her eyes gazed out behind the curtain of her age

recognizing the call to be still

she was all used up, but still alive
descending on this last, slow journey
to reunite herself
to the sacred stillness
from where she came

 

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