There is a place

There is a place

between uphill

and down, on the edge

of dread and dance.

Don't be fooled.

There are many ways

to make things

and people appear

and disappear, truths

we cannot know

of the curious shape

of hills, the folding

yellow light.

There is, it seems

an uncertain time of day

when the sea is in the sky

and the moon can be heard

whispering in the belly

of the local stone.

CB

Still Point II - Pastel on paper CB