Somewhere in Between

It’s hard to live

somewhere in between the

gutter and the stars

to sing rhapsodic songs

in the tangled wreckage

of yesterday’s swirling storms


Harder still to believe

silence isn’t a threat

but a holy invocation

into an unspoken litany

an invitation that melts

memory of the mire

and night’s indigo shine

into a single breath


If there’s a distance

between sinner and saint

it’s only a grace

a liminal interval between

that knows no distance

no corner of darkness

in the howling winds

of space and time

untouched by light or

incapable of being warmed


© Jedidiah Paschall – February 2, 2019

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