Space by Fiona Goodwin

There is space between each day
It’s called nighttime
There is space between each love
It’s Called recovery
There is space between each thought
It’s called a daydream
There is space around the Earth
It’s called space and I think it goes on forever.
Take your place
In the space that you are meant to fill
Let go the garbage,
The non-essential,
The unjoyful that fills the space
Where your pure essence should be.