The Space Between
In the space between breaths, where living and dying meet, there caught and held captive in the moment between these moments shared – eternal, agonizing, seemingly unending – exists only the aspect of us that lingers with the last of my longing.
Love the idea of the space between the breath, being a meditator.
Something I consider quite often…
I really love the first two lines…
Very touching! Your soul laid bare in your verse is captivating ~