The In-Between

The space we create out of pure play,

meeting the sun’s gaze,

undressing the wind feels like I’m in a lover’s embrace.

Every moment is worth the wait.

If you cross the sea, I’ll meet you on the waves;

if you transform into a lotus, I’ll wear you on my spirit like the sweetest of fragrances.

The calm when the storm is raging,

the peace you can only witness when you surrender your expectations.

Tell me, what are you looking for that makes you so impatient?

At the edge of your seat, you rock with anticipation;

can you whisper to my soul this longing that keeps you pacing,

the kind that makes your art spill from the frames?

My dear, how low will you go to satisfy this craving?

Can you sink deep enough to become one with what you’re creating?

¿Cuál es tu idioma de amor?

Las palabras que no necesitan una traducción,

estas páginas donde escribimos nuestros sueños en paz,

los mundos que creamos para escapar.

©️hajithepoet

I’m the happiest when I’m creating. Time and time again I reflect on what my purpose is. Every single time I come back to this space. This flow state when I’m writing is so intimate. When I didn’t have anyone to confide in I wrote, when I doubted myself and Gods plan for me I wrote, when I needed to cope, I wrote. And even now I write. I feel as though I’ve always written for me . An inner dialogue between myself across timelines. Something to look back at and know that what I feel is real, that these moments are cherished, that my heart is still full and that my soul will never forget this space I create out of pure gratitude and joy. Bendiciones! 🩵