Geneva Bronwyn Hargreaves – I

 Flux 

 

 

 

There is great mystery in the space in between

The place not here anymore and yet not quite there

 

 

Here is more familiar,

A place we have been before,

Even if it has been recently discovered,

It is a place that holds memory and experience

 

 

There is completely unknown,

Vaguely full of hopes and dreams,

Questions of what will would could be,

With no ability to grasp what it will look like

 

 

Then,

There is the place in between

Which holds no space and is perfectly clear

 

 

There is great mystery in this place of flux

This place of neither here nor there