Think of the space on the clock between second-hand ticks,
Like the mortar laying in between the bricks
I’m not found in abundance nor in lack Look for me where the tide is slack
Neither young nor old, I do not need to age
You find me at the moment as you turn a page
The quite before the curtain reveals the stage.
I am in the dawn, between the sun and moon I rest
I am the courage the first time a bird flies from the nest
You find me in the temperature But I’m Nether hot nor cold
As with courage, I’m Neither fearful nor bold
I am at the moment of the bounce I am the quite before you announce
I am the moment, with no ties nor cares.
I am the space between the years.
I do not need to laugh or cry, I do not need to live or die. I have no currency, you can not sell or buy
I am the breath in the lung
The space of a ladder rung
I am the moment of release
I am inner peace
The Contrarian 