The Space Between Us

 

 

The s p a c e between us feels vast and close

 

The distance hard to measure

 

Where we’re going next frighteningly unknown

 

Tears run down my face with every push away,

 

I pray

 

To be held, to be seen, to be loved

 

By you.

 

I pray for the strength to let myself love you,

 

Without the need 

 

Expectation

 

To get it from you.

 

Such a gift to feel.

 

Love.

 

I was a fool to pretend I didn’t need it.

 

Everybody needs it.

 

Some spend lifetimes searching 

 

Missing the obvious.

 

Right in front of their noses.

 

Some seek it out desperately,

 

Unaware that this clouds the light.

 

Be it.

 

Let it come to you.

 

When it comes, feel it, 

 

But don’t hold on too tight

 

For it is you but it is not yours. 

 

12:12

12:21

12:22

 

Alexcia Anahata is a medicine worker, space holder and conscious community builder.

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