This is the microspace in-betweenlife until now andthat which remains. This is the bardo,pausing mid flow,where choices restbefore they unfold. This is the pivotpoint of repose,where silence stillsneeding to know. This is the momentbefore future dawns,a lull between wavesgiving rise to form. This is the centrespiraling throughthe eye of a needleto macro view. This is … Continue reading Micro space