[liminal spaces]

Out on the lash

Just before the next edge

There is a space

 

Having not quite left

And just about to enter

There is a room

 

Outside, there is a great light

Inside, a soft kind of dark

And in between the two

A deep shade of grey

Known only in this place

 

Balanced in between this threshold

Of being not quite in

And not all the way out

Allows for a peripheral view

And a chance to be still

To take stock of where you are

In order to decide

Who you will be

 

Limited only in space

Liminal spaces

Offer endless possibilities