One more step
and I am lost in translation,
the midst between here and there…
Beginnings seem so clear and
endings seem so distant,
yet here I am
losing sight in the center
of this end.
Could it be the rebirthing that
squeezes me through this
chamber of tunnel vision?
How lowly I am in this dance,
this dance of limbo where I am
neither the lead nor the follow.
I am simply hollowed out by
the outpour of what could’ve been
and hallowed within by the
ambivalence of what will be.
What a revelation to see
only me
standing in this midst of life…
halfway done
and barely
taking form.

For Verse First ~ Just Past Center