I hold this space,

The space of lost dreams and sometimes broken hearts.

I cherish and nurture this space for others.

Here is the well of healing and of inner repair and long sought repose.

Gently we build and guide the new inner works.

There is no way to hold on to this space with jealous abandon,

To grasp is to break the spell.

I hold this space in a breath long taken .and it keeps asking me to remember