boundless love

Nights like these, I like to think about what we might be doing, together separately.

Tonight I wonder about all of you. Are you sleeping or are you reading? If you are asleep, are you curled up on your side or are you sprawled wide on the bed?

Are you drinking tea and watching a film? Maybe you think of me sometimes and our thoughts of each other synchronise for a moment in the distance between us, sparking up the air.

Here I am in bed, one of three, the only one awake. I’ve been watching Mad Men back to back. Once, I slipped over to where Ava was rousing and nursed her, but I’m back at the end of the bed, cross- legged. I’m eating some cheese I picked from the fridge when nothing else took my fancy.

I am enjoying the feeling of being awake at night. This space between two days still feels like mine and sleep is less necessary than this private time.

So much passes and doesn’t keep.But I hear something else at night, when the house is quiet and the colours relax. A low hum, maybe a prayer, between everything. All of us.

‘I am the least difficult of all men. All I want is boundless love.’

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About Kendal

I'm Kendal Mosley-Chalk. I live in York with my husband and two children.
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