The Borderline

She is lost in her thoughts,

Her gaze soars through her mind.

She is in a pause between two worlds,

Caught on the borderline.

Butterflies dance, her stomach in mid-air.

The air is cool, and fresh, and strange,

And anything but clear.

She breathes it deeply,

Filling the empty spaces

That her thoughts have left too vacant.

She is in a transition,

Excited and scared;

Longing for the future

Yet afraid of getting there.

 

Photo: mlejaster

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