Boundaries

The first job of the voice speaking into void

Was to create... 

Then it was to separate! 

Light from darkness,

Land from sea,

Day from night,

You from me. 


The separation was never a wall

But was like the shore

Sand between land and sea

They are never “oceans apart”

They overlap and merge

Share and sometimes splurge

In tides and floods the gush over


And we too... 

Boundaries establishing where we can rest

Setting gradually the dusk

Announces the sun on horizon

Sometimes awake with the dawn

Of sun splurging in exaggerating the arrival of new 

Announcing in colors vivid and unnecessary


And so with you...


Sometimes overwhelming each other

Sometimes holding back

Sometimes extravagant

Sometimes in black

But with boundaries set 

for that precious place called rest. 

Where dreams like a billion grains of sand 

Bring together sea and land


Lydiangeline

January 2021






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