what does it matter hot and cold?

cool breeze on an evening

or warm sunny bench at midday

what’s it like to be in between those worlds?

one foot on each place

over the boundary on the edge of reality

how does it feel to be without words?

the deepness

the richness 

of experience touched with grace

to be within change

to feel the rise and fall of water and keep as steady as possible

to strive and to reach

and to laugh because it happens

because laughter keeps on sparkling

because water has moments of twinkling light

because the fear is something to work with 

because there are things you already know

because wonder is the photographic memory of each breath

because those that love draw close

because laughter is spirit

and there are moments 

when the song of the world is 

infinitely beautiful