Space in Between Worlds

Category: Fragments

For pieces that blend reflection, memory, and emotional truth. A good home for welcome posts, personal thresholds, and in-between thoughts.

  • Four Poems

    You and I

    I let you go
    Yet you stayed

    You left
    Yet I held you

    I said the words
    Yet you returned

    We were lost
    We were confused

    Yet we stayed
    Yet we remained
    And we returned

    We defied
    The norms and shapes

    We are stardust
    In that we trust

    And here we are
    You and I

    We touched the divine
    Humbled and Blessed

    7th moon

    Sending you
    With the moon

    A kiss — feather light
    A vow — hold tight
    A prayer — may all be well
    And a wish — for what might

    The moon — holding it all
    Holding the space in distance and time
    Holding the love between you and me
    Holding it all in between

    A kiss
    A vow
    A prayer and a wish

    Impermanence

    Love, it rises and it passes
    Life, it is given and it is taken

    Stardust — that is what stays
    Always and everywhere
    Are we just stardust

    A bond so deep
    From below and above
    In dark and in light

    Not bound by distance and time
    Nor by life and death

    The impermanence of everything
    Yet we are stardust
    And we stay beyond

    The physical world
    The body we were granted

    A life so short
    A life so long
    A love so strong

    Always and everywhere
    As stardust we came
    As stardust we go

    And you…
    You are my favourite stardust

    First light

    If you are still asleep,
    I hug you gently.
    If you are still asleep,
    I kiss you softly.

    When you are awake,
    I hold you tight.
    When you are awake,
    I kiss you wild.

    At first light
    A new day

    May it be bright
    May all be well

    May we feel blessed
    With the first rays of sunlight
    May we feel given
    May we feel seen and heard
    With the first rays of sunlight

    Let your soul shine
    Let your heart sing

    At first light
    Through the day

    Let us warm the heart
    Of those around
    Let us share
    All the love we held in us

    Let us shine
    At first light

  • In Between – A love Story


    In Between 

    In between our eyes first met
    and the very now 

    You have become
    Willingly and unwillingly 

    You have become
    Knowing and unknowing 

    The essence of my life
    The core of my being
    The pulse of my heart

    In between
    You became
    My home
    My refuge
    My Why
    My Stardust 

    In between
    Together
    We learned
    To love
    To be 

    In Between


    A Love Story — In Between

    You are my shore,
    I am the wave — again and again,
    returning eternally.

    You are the poem,
    I am the words — in between,
    where silence becomes meaning.

    We are the rhythm
    that time repeats — timelessness,
    a pulse of the heart.

    We are the stardust
    that gravity defies — infinite,
    falling, and never falling.


    Stardust

    Dust and molecules
    travelling through space and time.

    Infinite choices,
    some particles became words,
    some words became poems,
    some poems were written.

    Some molecules became the world we live in,
    some became our two stars.

    And then there was the moon,
    carrying kisses when it’s full,
    holding vows many,
    some are mine.

    Part of the stardust became the water making the waves,
    the waves that roll on shore,
    again and again.

    Some of the molecules were given life.
    Some molecules get stolen,
    where others are given,
    all made from stardust,
    stardust travelling through space and time.

    And here we are,
    you and I – Stardust.

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  • Begin Anywhere

    This blog began without a plan.
    Just a need: to write what couldn’t be spoken.
    To name what lingered in the shadows.

    Here, you’ll find fragments—
    journal entries, half-formed thoughts,
    conversations with AI that helped me
    ask the questions I’d been avoiding.

    Some pieces are raw. Some shaped.
    Most hover in the in-between.

    I’m not here to offer wisdom.
    Only the honesty of a process unfolding—
    no arc, no clean message,
    just the marks left by living.

    Some posts stand open. Others wait behind passwords,
    shared only with those who’ve walked close enough
    to know the weight of these words.
    No pressure. No expectations.

    If something here resonates, stay awhile.
    If not, let it pass like weather.

    → About this space

    Next: Cracks in the Mask—
    just one point on the map.
    Not the beginning.
    Not the end.
    Just where my hands happened to open first.