The Work of the Anima

07 April 2026

https://poems.culturing.net/2026/04/07/the-work-of-the-anima/

The veil lifts, the fog clears, and I
am at one with all around me
(we were always one but now I am aware).
A strange silence covers over all indecision.
She is here, inside me, doing her work.