The Space Between

What is in the space between?

Where one goes to weep and work on the inside

Mourning the ambitions of the past

Spinning in the uncertainty of tomorrow

And yet the ride can be so beautiful

So serene

In the space between

The honey golden healing of wounds

An intuition in a teaspoon of truth

Sweet and surprising, a secret revealed

In the space between

Walking barefoot in the grass

Feeling free

Releasing the guilt of not doing

Because it’s all being done

In the space between

I’ll be free and alive

Awake and seen

In the space between.