Between the spaces

Life lies between
the here and there
the sliver of space that lingers
mirrored of one to two
hanging as if in limbo
becoming the greater whole.
I sit and smile at moments
that leave me questioning
the up or down
or even perhaps the horizon that moves
into endless sight
unseen.
You are I
I am you
caught in this vortex of
everyday
where images move us to wonder
and the skies fill with the birds
of black shadows like clouds
resting down for but a moment
only to take flight,
leaving the impression within
that this too shall pass,
that we too shall move forward
to the greatness and wonder
we were meant to be part of
and that when dust settles
in our wake
we shall find ourselves
where we were meant to be.
But there will always be something,
no matter how big or small,
words or thoughts
and things invisible to the eye
in the space between everything.

A unique photo I took yesterday…had to share…mirrored image but actually bug sex….who would have thought? Still chuckling. Peace and blessings, K

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6 thoughts on “Between the spaces

  1. Haha yes, in this case bug sex…..not what I expected to see and I thought it was two male Mosquitos…thinking, how is that possible? Mosquito Hawks apparently….had to google it. But it made me think of space or lack thereof…yet so much in between too😊 thanks my friend. k

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  2. Mosquito Hawks mating,, The invisible became visible for You, to share with the world along with your poetic wisdom.. Mother nature loves you, for seeing.. Serenity..

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