veriations on Time and Space

The sound that you hear when there is no sound is ones home

The sliver of slience between notes of a melody is where one can play with child like abandonment.

The space where there is no exchangs of air in the ones human form is where ones spirit resides.

The longer moment in between thoughts is where one stillness finds us.

The mindstate between when one deciedes to jump and then jumps is where we grow.

The space that is taken away when embracing another no matter the relation is where we start to care

Author's Note

not so happy with the ending