There are five
I look for the eleventh
At the eleventh hour
Is the critical moment
To sense
The momentum
Of existence
The last breath
Of a soul
Is the diminishing
Of physical feeling
And believing
Is all that remains
What do you believe?
Senses?
They have stopped working
I continue searching for the eleventh!
December 4, 2017
I like this. Very thoughtful 🙂