Where one ends,
the other begins.
Extremes are easy. It's
the middle that's the puzzle. Midsummer--
the middle way,
shades of gray,
in the notes between notes,
in the pause between pauses,
in the silent space between two waves,
in the breath between breaths, .
lies the virgin soil of fertile possibilities.
(poem by w. craig gilliam, 2016, revised 2017; photograph and copyright by susan w. n. ruach--website is http://www.susanruachphotography.com)