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  • The space between
    Hello and good-bye
    Between you and I
    Between now and then


    The space between


    Bricks in the wall
    Laid clean
    All the joints spaced
    Even, and yet
    The solid wall
    Is mostly empty space

    It is the invisible walls
    That solidly divide
    The space between
    Now and then
    Between you and I
    Between hello and good bye


    I stepped out
    Into the space between night and day
    Slipped away into the songbird dawn
    All the world a-call, calling the sun to rise
    Rise up through smoke and dust and jasmine
    Slipped away with a soft goodbye
    Slipped away into the space between
    Good bye and hello


    Come the evening
    Felt the sun soften as it settled
    orange and low
    through smoke and dust and jasmine
    Ahead on the road
    red lights glare
    one, two, three hundred suppers waiting
    one, two three hundred lives on hold
    when I pass the scene
    They are kneeling in the rough gravel
    Along with the scattered debris and dust
    to zip up the long silver bags


    I remember
    That last slip
    Of your fingers through mine
    Whispered last words
    Crossing the space between us
    The way I watched your face
    Slowly lose focus
    Become a part of the distance
    Until the space between us
    Like two notes on the scale
    Became the gap
    Between good bye and hello


    Oh eternity stalks us
    It lurks there
    In the space between
    Now and then
    Hello and good bye
    Between you and I
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