A man told me today about a place in between
A place where hope neither flourishes nor dies
A place where hope neither exists nor fails to exist
I sat confused about his meaning
Life is black or white, hope or hopeless
How can such a place with neither of these be?
I held up a sheet of paper and pointed to one side
"This is hope"
I turned the page over
"This is hopeless"
There is nothing in between
He held up my hand and pointed to my palm
"This is hope"
He turned my hand over
"This is hopeless"
YOU are in between.
A place where hope neither flourishes nor dies
A place where hope neither exists nor fails to exist
I sat confused about his meaning
Life is black or white, hope or hopeless
How can such a place with neither of these be?
I held up a sheet of paper and pointed to one side
"This is hope"
I turned the page over
"This is hopeless"
There is nothing in between
He held up my hand and pointed to my palm
"This is hope"
He turned my hand over
"This is hopeless"
YOU are in between.