You know that space in between
When everything's about to change
When states will soon be opposed
And hesitation is not yet abandoned
The moment after the flash
When you realize you're alive
When you're counting the seconds
Before everyone takes notice
That stunned place of silence
When the performance is over
When the emotions are gathering
And the silence can be no more
Some say, "The breath before the plunge"
"The calm before the storm"
In this place, you must wait
For the great reckoning to come
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Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
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those blinked seconds between choice and consequence?
or happenstance and circumstance?
or nurture vs nature?
or, or, or...
Portent's and prophecies aplenty, from antiquity,
to that same stinky socks, worn for every 'lucky day' miracle 'Hail Mary' attempt, with seconds remaining on that fleeting window of opportunity...
I say, put a P on one side and E on the other of your chosen 'faithful' coin, flick it up - high
and walk-on, to your next - to do list
(where E stands for Excuses, Escapes, Elective-ignorance)
(forgive me if I completely side stepped your theological themes and hijacked your words into my own selfish interpretation, dear poet)
thanks for sharing, a thought provoking read
It's so amazing to me that I can illicit such interesting interpretations. Thank you again for listening.
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