In the Between

Strange middle place

A still eddy in fast moving water.

I can feel something coming

Not sure what or exactly when.

Drawn to be still

And wait…slow down.

Lie back, open myself

Let go and surrender.

Uncertain about this feeling

Am I slipping into apathy?

Have I let go of something precious

Or irreplaceable?

I know I care—why can’t I feel it?

My heart submerged in this moment.

I have been unable to resist

This unmovable current.

Even my mind falls short

No momentum to protest.

If I am not doing,

What is my value?

What I have been and 

What I am becoming

Have left a big space

Between.

Think I’ll rest a moment here

Ready and open to what comes next.