the deep breath in

I’m in the moment between things.

the juicy paintbrush hovering over a crisp white page
the deep breath in at the rivers edge
the morning light through sleep-heavy eyelids
the hush as the house lights dim

tingling and ripe with possibility

it’s nice here
but i think it’s time to dive in.

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