Transition, no man’s land
Territory between the old and the new
Where all doors have slammed shut behind
And none have opened in welcome
Fully dilated and ready for birth
From the former reality
To a new beginning with new goals
Only I cannot see ahead
I am lost in the mists of this world
Relying on my inbuilt radar and God’s Grace
I walk the tightrope between trust and despair
My eyes are blind
To what is waiting to reveal itself to me
Just around the corner.
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