A space apart,
the pause in a song –
We live in this moment,
this
gap
between breaths,
and walk in
the
stillness
between movements.
Somewhere between
a time and a turning,
fast-approaching
but
slow and unsteady,
we wait.
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And the wait, helps us often to continue.
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Very true.
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Great poem, Katie. I enjoyed reading it very much.
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Thank you! So glad you liked it!
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I raise a toast to living in the gap!
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I’ll drink to that! But with sparkling water, because I gave up alcohol along with caffeine a month ago. 😉
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I was using my tea cup–it’s all good!
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Love it!
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pause for the cause
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Beautiful poem Katie 👏🏻
I hope you are doing fine. 🙂
Keep smiling
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Thank you very much! 🙂 Hope you’re doing well, too!
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Thank You Katie, its beautiful.
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Thank you! And thank you for reading!
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“Somewhere between
a time and a turning” – my favourite line. Love this poem.
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Thank you! It makes me happy to hear that. I liked writing this one.
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You are most welcome!
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