Thresholds < indian easel

Thresholds

everymoment

give and take a little, here, there …

tides turning, change, swell shift

like sands and sea, we

re construct thresholds

anew. It

keeps us forever

creating/ recreating

staying limitless, free

reconstructing my lines

my Life, for you

for us .. even me. There is no other room

for growing up, together.

Is there ? Just asking..

is there

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