The Space Between Raindrops
The three-minute line feels wide Wide like the space between raindrops Wide like the darkness between storms Wide like the silence between words The silence between thought and action The silence between then and now Between the moment we first dug holes put up our fence posts strung our memories across time to create barriers between then and now Barriers to separate thought from action Barriers to define the space between words The space between storms The space across the three-minute line that feels wide enough to jump if only that fence were made of holes instead of the space between raindrops