My eyes are drawn to the beauty
caught between the spaces
places where life moves through
tenacious and greedy for the beyond.
Gardenia blossoms now faded and gone
leaving behind their simple green
a reminder of new things to come
blooms of the future await.
Life moves like this at times for me
reaching for an available view
sometimes seeming so far from reach
but smile as I turn to see yesterday behind me
and a tomorrow that will be brand new
waiting in the space where I seek
all that I need.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 
Good morning Sheldon,
I whole heartedly agree, me too😊
My neighbors fence,
Gardenias smell wonderful
Flowers slip through to find me,
Makes me smile.
Peace,
Always, Me😊
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Thanks Sue,
Always something good to be found between spaces. This is my our fence with the neighbors gardenia peeking through, I got a few blooms off it a couple weeks ago. Peace and love and good philosophies too😊Kim
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Thank you, I feel the same way, the unseen often more interesting and fun😊 peace and love and I’m glad you enjoyed. Kim
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When looking at the “big picture,” people forget to look at the lines in between — those secret places are amazing vantage points. Superb post.
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The space in between the lines
That’s where I love to be
Sheldon
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“… smile as I turn to see yesterday behind me
and a tomorrow that will be brand new
waiting in the space where I seek
all that I need.”
A very satisfying life philosophy. ❤
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thanks so much Eliza, got a late start today, must have been the shorts 🙂
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Wonderful poem, Kim!
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