Between the slats of this hand hewn fence
the sun is poised behind a cloud
On the other side of a mountain
Well beyond a tree
Life is layered
In magnitudes of reality
There is beauty of separation
In the bold blue sky of my mind
Deep down we know who we are
While we may never pass this place again
We will dance in words and the spaces between them

3 thoughts on “Slats

  1. I enjoy the photo greatly. The concepts and analogies presented, helps me ponder on what side of the fence I am and what side I would like to be on. The blue distant sky with wide open, spacious,
    beauty, draws me pass the prisoned walls I have built for myself. Thank you for helping me realize these things.

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