The Space Between
The space between
Dark blue and black
Differing shades of forever
Where pointing fingers linger
And eyes do blink
The stuff of dreams gathering
Like nocturnal memories
No lights required
Just open minds
Stardust and magic
Little parcels of eternity
Destiny and hope
Children praying for shooting stars
Adults too
Never has nothing held such value
Here, dwelling in held breaths
And wishes
We wait
Wow, Richard. This is fantastic.
Thanks, Robbie. I’m glad it reads okay because I was watching tennis out of one eye. 😬
OH my this one really rang true to me. I live in the space as well though mine is a little dark, not from bad things or evil but dark because I like to turn down the shades and close the world out sometimes. This quiet space is quiet enjoyable. I am waiting too! For what I don’t know but I do wait! Maybe for the next minute I think! 🙂 Love visiting and reading your blog! Your world is a beautiful place Richard! I’m so proud for you!
Aww, thanks, pal. And it’s good to see you’ve escaped the office for a while.
I did but I’m back now! Just for a day! I need a vacation badly! I took F to Branson over the weekend back to work getting Aug. 7 ready to go! 🙂 You know the routine! 🙂
Get some holiday days used. Don’t make me wag my finger!!!!
I’ve been taking them one at a time and was trying to make it till later in the year. Last year I used them all up on you know who! 🙂
She’ll do that to yer. 😄
Nice ❤ ❤ ❤
Thank you.
Gorgeously written
Thanks, Candice. 🙂