somewhere in between

somewhere in between. i stood in awe of unfamiliar mountains. amidst transient strangers. and fellow sojourners. as we floated on narrow waters. identifying with driftwood. sharing stories. and laughter. and music. paths merging for a moment.

somewhere in between. i sat at a bus stop. sipping tea with a kindred spirit. who hugged me and wished me well as our journeys parted ways.

somewhere in between. i watched cherry blossoms bloom. under surprising blue skies. in fluid city streets. accompanied by dear friends. old and new.

somewhere in between. i floated over land. on mundane plane rides. arriving at the place i can always return to. to know i am loved. welcomed by the vivid colours of carolina springtime.

and in this place. we shared meals around familiar kitchen tables and breezy porches. we strolled through the forests that beckoned our spirits. we tapped our feet to the music so deeply rooted. in this very place.

and in this place. we watched as worlds combined. as friends gathered from different moments in our lives. to listen. to dance. to play. in the perfect festival sunshine. and we celebrated the fleeting time. soaking in all of its beauty.

and moments suddenly vanished. and cars and planes transported us once again. to somewhere in between. where there is still much to discover along the way.