For dVerse Poets Pub 21.04.2026
In response to dVerse Poets Pub: https://wp.me/p1GTyJ-8ZQ
Between Movement and Watchfulness
The horse does not question the road.
It moves—muscle, breath,
a quiet agreement
with distance.
The man above it
is something else.
Not part of the field,
not part of the sky—placed there,
like a line drawn across the land.
I cannot tell
if he is arriving
or leaving.
The brushstrokes do not settle.
They flicker—
as if even the moment
refuses to stay still.
There is space around them,
but not freedom.
The horse runs,
yet something holds the scene
in place.
And I wonder—
what it means
to move
without ever truly
being free.
— Maggie
The Afterlove Voice 💫
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