The Space Between
The space between
Holds its form
When we touch, for
There is no touch, just
The space between,
Vacuous space,
Our molecules floating,
Suspended in God’s exhalation,
Expanding to hold our souls.
Our touch, an illusion of stars,
Cosmic molecules reaching through
Our heat, that Breath of
The Fire of First Light.
The space between,
Creation.
Copyright© 2017/10/31 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com
Image: from The Creation of Adam by Michelangelo Buonarotti http://www.italianrenaissance.org/michelangelo-creation-of-adam/
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