Liminal places in the change of season,
Where heart wrestles with reason.
Good letting go in loving well,
Waiting for clarity's clear bell.
Liminal space fully embraced,
Emotions flood the face.
Step of faith to release,
Finding His peace.
Liminal soul longing to be made whole,
Emptied out waiting for full.
Allow the turmoil reject becoming some stoic drone,
Cleansing and healing in the unknown.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
Thank you Rob Bell for using the word liminal. A good listen on change and seasons of life. http://robbell.podbean.com/e/episode-115-seasons/