from the inside looking out

it’s like they’ve never been apart

from the outside looking in

well, its difficult to chart

their clasped hands in his pocket

the night as light as day

“I just feel so alive” he says

“I think I’ve found my way”

excerpt from “silk and silence”

It is a good gap.

The gap between reality as it is and reality as we are sometimes able to perceive it.

There is more to the world than we are prepared to see. More to ourselves than we are ready sometimes to admit.

Perhaps it just needs someone to take our hand, someone to lean in to, to help us reimagine the world and ourselves in it.

Is the present a done deal? The future predictable?

The gap says not. We will become. However it feels for now we will become.