In the no man's land, between night and light, I stand at the edge of the breaking dawn, watching the world turn turtle. Things seem different right now.....the universe is still. Not a flutter of breath from the breeze. It is an anticipatory calm....as if everything is poised at a precipice, ready to take a leap into the other world.
What do we carry there....into the unknown realms of the new day.....nothing but our dreams and enough insanity to believe that they can come true!
Dreams are all there is, the link between the night and the morn, and the crazy hope that you will not fail to meet me on the other side.....and my unshakable faith always paints you alive, every time I cross the invisible lines of the yin and the yang.....
My pen goes into a frenzy......
© Manic Sylph 2016
YOU ARE READING
You Make Me Spill My Ink
Non-Fictiona Dialogue with my Muse....The diary of My Dreams and My Aches.
