The pause in between
Is the moment’s reckoning…
…Is the breath taken in.
It’s the break before love,
The rest before the fall.
The pause in between
Is not empty…
…Is not silent…
It’s the whispering answer
to the question, “what’s next?”
It’s the knowing before really knowing
…The still pulse before the beat.
It’s the heart’s inhale
before it takes its fateful leap.
the daily periphery 