Imposters

March 2019 - John Hendry Park, Vancouver

Empty spaces filled with memories hold notes in the music of song, string words for a necklace of story,

flit and wave between winded flowers and branches

define each raindrop that falls in spring and summer showers, ease the ebb and flow of love, distance and laughter between you and I 

Empty spaces are frauds ~

ghosts of what has been

whispers of what could be 

until someone spices them

sprinkling new and memorable experience,

filling them with wonder and curiosity.

Empty spaces 

like the path I walk upon

between grass and garden 

carry me into mystery and magic ~

thin lines between curved puzzle pieces 

disappearing as pictures unfold in front of me.

“We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, 

which only yesterday was filled with trees.”

~ Anna Freud, Austrian Psychologist (Dec.3, 1895- Oct. 9,1982)