Slow Motion – Written Tuesday 3rd March 2026 (Aged 51)

Slow Motion

Felt loved
in a way
that smothered me
and covered me;
but,
nonetheless,
felt loved —
wanted and needed,
and also,
overwhelmed;
but,
felt loved.
And then,
me,
driving back home —
some tears did well up
in the corners
of my fifty‑one‑year‑old eyes;
all because
I had felt loved
in a way
that felt buried
into my solid earth,
as if foundations
were in concrete turf.
Felt loved,
and felt wanted,
felt needed;
I wanted to avoid
all the bustle
and life‑tinged commotion.
Felt loved —
let me stay,
to experience this
in slow motion.

James Garratt – Tuesday 3rd March 2026

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