How suddenly the body slips away

as we watch it go,

horrified as it wanders off

against our will, without warning.

Muscles go slack as though released

from the prison of our thought.

We stand mute as body and mind

separate like continents adrift,

and learn how short the distance is

between upright and prone.

Sharon Scholl is a retired college teacher who convenes a poetry critique group and maintains a website (freeprintmusic.com) of her music compositions for donation to small, liberal churches.  Her poetry collections, Seasons, Timescape, Remains, Evensong, Classifieds, are available via Amazon Books.  Her poems are current in  Red Rose, Thorns Journal and e-Merge Magazine.