Caught in places divided
Black and white world of color
Those who see between the lines
Slip in unnoticed
Say nothing when called before
Judge and jury.
Lines and empty spaces hide
The realm of thought obscured
And we trace these moments between
Sleep and waking and living.
Who places the lines before us
Perhaps a game of hopscotch lost
When we traverse beyond the comfort zone,
Step on the crack to break a back
And jump over the crumbling sidewalks
To safety of the grass.
I think of childhood games
And of the here and now where everything is
Yet isn’t as it seems
When words sit unspoken on the tongue
And the song keeps tempo
To this day and age
Where we look away and see all we wish,
And then finally,
We find the door open and we step carefully through
To see not just moments in black or white
Or dreams in shades of grey
But a rainbow of life waiting patiently
For our overdue arrival.