Inhale: exhale:
heart craves
what can
never be;
& so, we live
throwing life
up into
the wild wide
blue, straining
as it
disappears.
Inhale: exhale:
& how many
years
does it take
to glimpse
the essence?
A glance,
a word,
across a
crowded
room;
who would
have thought
that ‘we’,
would survive?
Inhale: exhale:
drift into
the web
of sleep,
‘snap’ out
light
journey free,
complexity
at last,
vanquished.
Victoria Mosley 
I so love your work, from the intelligence of experience that flows from your words to the graphic way you present, like a score of music whose notes lead our voices to sing in tune…
Thank you, that’s a poem in itself !
Thank you for joining me.
Victoria x