By: Elizabeth Hammer

There was a space in between,

A particular void,

A certain ache in the heart that felt like a blank page waiting to be filled with words,

Can you feel that? 

It’s called the space in between. It’s a particular void, indeed. 

Raining in the evening and raining in the night,

Do you see what I see? 

A deep sea blue and velvety site 

And I say this with love, 

Have patience as you long the morning light.