I almost stepped past this portal the other day but felt compelled to slow my roll and look again and take a picture. Art is a feat of attentiveness. Remembering a tool at my disposal, I posted the image on a website called Instagram alongside these words: Why do I love this kind of situation so much? I ask the question sincerely. Help me out, people of the good lord’s internet.
…Or like a Radiohead song
it cries out
waiting for its lease
to be finished.
it cries out
in anticipation
that the in-betweens
will one day be pulled
into reality
by a mighty hand
from which
no power of chaos
or force of phantoms
can loose.
Is it the path less taken?
It calls to your optimistic nature? Like a good question.
Oh the thresholds, the in-between places. I was made for them!