Blurred Boundaries
I trust the waves, the water, the pulse of love; I trust the boundaries breached, peace and passion moments, calm intruding, spaces blooming into liminal space. I trust their blending, the unknown, the what-is surprises, the blank canvas of the fearful future, the playful pause that brings me home again. Connections in and out. I trust the waiting and the leading the waiting brings. I want to emerge with my boundaries just a little blurred, fuzzy lines and bleeding love. I want to fade into wave and wave blending. I want to emerge with my eyes wide open to the blurred boundaries, wet all, water spreading. © Christine Salkin Davis, 2020