Betweenness
Two oaks dance to the
request of limitation.
Transparency befriends those
who fall short.
A capture of breath is
a cry for help.
She who opens the door
speaks so easy.
Middle ground is just
beyond reach.
A hand from the beloved
draws near but appears far.
Walk in the forest and
eat the fruit you long for.
Do not fear,
the good news has arrived.
Copyright © Luke Gallagher | Year Posted 2020
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