There is a space
/// that one reaches
////// where tales can be told
///////// and spaces unfold
//////////// with a heart full of gold.
There is a space
/// that one reaches
////// where time wades and fades
///////// though not much stays
//////////// our mind remains
There is a space
/// that one reaches
////// where candles burn
///////// as you preach to it
//////////// though lightning strikes,
/////////////// there is nothing through it.
There is a space
/// that one reaches
////// where the core is a gesture
////// masks slip but do not fester
///////// let’s rally what we can muster
//////////// for one is not really a hustler.
There is a space
/// that one reaches
////// hands grasp what it teaches
///////// fingernails screech but its needless
//////////// let’s put on the bleachers
There is a space … that one reaches.
