✨️Gratitude Junkies✨️

Intuition

I hear

the silence

change its tune.

Which task

belongs

to now.

~

I feel the room

before

I enter.

I’ve learned

his smile

can hide infection;

a clear afternoon

can easily

turn opaque.

~

No Google search

teaches the language

of my son.

But every sleepless night,

every transfer,

every prayer

between alarms

has become

another lesson

in fluency.

~

“How did you know?”

ask curious

bystanders.

A magician

never tells.

I know…

because I’ve asked.

~

But every now and then,

I see fragments

of the answer

through grateful

steel-blue windows.

~

He smiles

and the trick

is revealed.

His gift,

untempered grace.

My reward,

unfettered intuition.

~

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That's all from me — Chris B.