Five Minutes Until Ten

We gather here to make decisions
but also to laugh as well,
to share in the delight of this joyful endeavor
we are privileged to do together.
Outside dark thunder,
here we bask in the quiet light of smiles.

In this place where we are meeting
an antique clock on the wall is stuck at
5 minutes until 10.
The residents do not know why.
Only that time has stopped.

And so I imagine it has.
Drink in this moment,
feel the warmth of wine and
commonality way down deep
in the belly of my
contentment.

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