Words and laughter, tears and hysterics 

chocs and Mint Imperials, and a banana. 

Neighbours range from citrus to butter 

Purples of various shades 

 

We smile and nod and generally give silent support. 

There is a look of a shared knowledge  

unspoken kept to ourselves, and that allowed 

we do not step over that line. 

 

that relationship with the value of sacred 

because we know why we are here. 

I want to use the word Bardo, a  

Liminal state, we do not know or are ready. 

 

A place where you can relax into the unknown 

Time is time and time will always be time 

No end there.  There, an unknown time 

A place of curiosity for me. 

 

Continual rounds of How are we today? 

Pleasantries perpetuate, and why not? 

Generosity of actions 

Whilst the known and unknown remain 

Within the gullet of the psyche. 

 

That window opens bringing back reality 

of the freshness out there. 

That gentle breeze 

blackbirds, play, squabble more likely. 

Pussy willows appear, as if from nowhere. 

 

I long for, nothing. 

the psyche not going there 

I am happy 

I think of those and that is the value 

And there are many. 

 

Jane Murray