This place between places
is where I find myself in shelter,
in the crosswinds of life's full spectrum,
totally on an island
but it's the home I know how to enter,
but it's the home I know how to enter,
the center of undefined splendor.
Coming from leaving there
before I am near to arriving there
it's the now and here
that commandeers the gears
that steer me high.
For it is in the in the eye of an adventure storm,
forced to perform outside of the norm
adorned with the fashion
of the passion of living in fast action,
all distractions give me
traction to focus even more,
ignoring the floor beneath me
and the ceiling above,
knowing all limits are broken
by the power of love.
John.3:8
(Inspired by the drive from
Brazil to Paraguay)
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