Liminal In-Between

The torn rice paper of my mind ...
it's holes allow for a vision of stars in a windy night sky.
Once I knew so much.
Now, I don't know much of anything.
Between here and there ...
the advent of love.
The unreason of love is not hindered by because or wherefore, it does not know knowledge but sees – without eyes, without language, without make believe ...
sees directly - as it is.
Between words and their meanings... a pregnancy of silence where knowledge becomes knowing and every 'thing' is forgotten in the luminous in between.
That is where we love and meet – in that liminal in-between.



Credits
Writer(s): Priya Tsomo
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