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In the Pause
Hovering in the space between now and next
Pondering life, the universe and everything
Teetering betwixt the known and what’s possible
My mind weaves like a dancer’s arms
Articulating a story
Silently
Ebbing and flowing in unheard rhythm
As my hand rises and sways
I can feel a phantom one touching mine
Mirroring like mimes
Anticipating direction
Trusting movement and momentum
Curious where minds go
In this quiet time amidst departure and arrival
Circling in a holding pattern until there’s a signal
Wondering which runway awaits
Comfortable in knowing the sensation of wheels on the ground
Familiar and assuring
Like coming home
Ambivalence and insecure questioning seeps in
Filling the hush
Like fog setting in
Darkness covering the path
Unsure how to navigate and where to go
