Between Spaces

Between spaces of noon and dusk,

Gazing at two opposing horizons 

Of coloured vastness,

We sat center to hues of green civilisation 

And riverine blues.

Between spaces of word and memory,

We drew heavy breaths

Playing foul to the games of cold breeze,

Keeping ourselves warm.

Between spaces of talk,

We heard the river flow

In echo of the evenings arrival.

Between spaces of silence,

Sitting by a tree

We shared our histories. 

Between spaces of touch,

We looked into the eyes:

The transient universe.

Between spaces of thought,

Lay frozen memories in frames.

Between spaces of matter and time;

The sun against our faces,

In terrains of sand and rock

We raced an afternoon.

Between spaces of individual being,

We built our stories. 

Between spaces,

Did we mark another day

And flipped a page.