11:11

11:11 when I look at the clock.
Make a wish....

In easier days
the wish was always for a whim
or luxury,
He loves me, he loves me not
he loves me,
icing on soft cake.

Today I wish only
for an end to this stress
this rush
this endless uncertain squall.

I wish for one day of calm.
Inner, outer, omnipresent.
Calm.