Liminal
Ever real but rarely here
Silent building, swelling tsunami
Awareness of and accepting of
The liminal space that’s emanating
Many times before I’ve endured this flow
That brings newfound clarity and discovered purpose
Stewing in the froth like a frog to boil
The process cannot be sidestepped
Only trudged through with persistent trust
That the change will bring another step towards enlightenment
Discovering the buried, uncovering true self
Career or family, health or faith
The space is the buffering for our sensitivity
To the fact I turned right rather than left
At a stop sign a no longer remember