Day 20

Liminal

Liminal

There is a gap of time

between the tea kettle singing

and the cup of brewed tea.

There is space, unknown,

between life and death.

There is a stretch

between who we were,

and who we are now.

Liminal.

Thin.

A veil.

And as we hold that space,

we ask what we are to learn there.

We ask what patience means,

what transformation feels like,

if eternity exists anywhere.

Liminal space begs us to

pay attention to it,

to ourselves,

to time and the endlessness of it.

So we wait,

paying attention,

until we reach

some other side

of it all.