In the Silent Spaces

In that moment between waking and worrying about breakfast.
In the pause between a cruel joke and awkward laughter.
In the cracks between asphalt and the gutter.
In every corner of this round, round world.
In every breath as it starts to turn from out to in.
In the midst of things as they move.
And everything (yes everything) moves.
There beats a gentle rhythm
There sounds a whisper of a chord.
There between before and after.
There is a freedom.
There is a suchness.
There is a BIG MIND.
There is a BIG LOVE.
There.
And There.
And There Again

In the Silent Spaces.

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Credits:

Words and collage by Jay Larsen

Rabbits presented by the great magician.