...Between Those Spaces...
๏ Cold mist drifts through day and night,
a soft white layer over the mountains.
A space appears between all other spaces,
a quiet gap beneath the beautiful sky.
๏ Light droplets float like an unfinished dream.
An empty path filled with questions.
Morning to evening, every hour,
the white mist follows without fail.
๏ Green trees, pale mist on the great mountain,
my heart feels held in the dim night.
Small star-like flowers glow gently,
comforting and unsettling at the same time.
๏ The drifting mist repeats the question,
between sky and earth, far or near,
between one person and another,
what moves, what trembles, what quietly breaks.
๏ Cold mist, day and night,
soothes a hurting heart, pale before me.
In that empty space, a hard dream stays,
things simply are, just as they are.
In that space where life stands,
joy and sorrow, everything is just so.
...........................................................
Nai Tiwa
November 2025
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